"Who the hell are you? Give us your names, now!"
Murong Fu's voice was filled with shock and terror. His eyes widened as he stared fixedly at Luo Bai and the others, as though they were demons from hell.
Their fighting power was simply too terrifying. In barely five or six minutes of battle, they had already slain more than a dozen Heavenly Prodigies.
Yet not a single member of Luo Bai's group had fallen. Eight or nine were gravely wounded and near death, but Xu Mu, Xu Sanniang, and the others had risked their lives to protect them.
Luo Bai was like a crazed beast, riding Little White as he rampaged through the battlefield. Wherever he went, blood sprayed and screams rang out.
The axe blades in his hands were like the Grim Reaper's scythe, mercilessly harvesting his enemies' lives.
Those who had intended to surround and attack Xu Mu, Xu Sanniang, and the others had now been scared out of their wits by Luo Bai's ferocity. They no longer dared to attack with all their strength.
They knew that the slightest carelessness would give Luo Bai an opening. One slash of his axe blade, followed by a swipe from Little White's claws, would leave them dead or crippled.
Drenched in blood, Luo Bai looked like a god of slaughter who had walked out of hell, radiating a murderous aura that chilled them to the bone.
He slashed open the chest of another disciple from a powerful Lineage. Little White immediately opened its blood-red maw and crushed the disciple in a single bite, leaving him no time even to scream.
Luo Bai burst into wild laughter at the sight. His laughter echoed across the bloody battlefield, as though mocking his enemies with utter contempt.
**"I'm Luo Bai, a