"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The aftershocks in the void never stopped.
Black Mountain and Red Wind completely abandoned their immortal dignity, relying purely on their bodies to grapple at close quarters. Waist grabs and chokeholds were routine moves; groin strikes and eye gouges came just as readily.
Song Chi's Sword Qi swept across the battlefield as he handled ranged attacks, aiming specifically below Luo Hou's belt.
Xie Changsheng made time speed up and slow down, keeping him pinned down.
Murong Li supported them with fate, turning every one of Luo Hou's counterattacks into "getting beaten."
As for Zhou Yan, he moved through the battlefield, using various formations to coordinate everyone's attacks.
Judging by the scene alone, this was simply a one-sided beating with the victim pinned to the ground.
The six freaks held every advantage, beating that demon back step by step.
Yet although all six kept their attacks coming hard and fast, their hearts were sinking.
"Old Zhou, something's wrong." Xie Changsheng casually cast Time Acceleration on everyone, taking the opportunity to send a voice transmission.
While continuing their dirty attacks, they exchanged unobtrusive glances.
Something was indeed wrong.
Just now, Xie Changsheng had clearly sliced off one of Luo Hou's arms, and Black Mountain had even seized the opportunity to snap off a bone at its root.
Yet in the blink of an eye, black vapor rose from the stump, and a perfectly intact arm grew back.
Not only that, after all this fighting, the monster's aura showed no sign of weakening. His attacks, defense, speed, and Divine Abilities had not diminished in the slightest.
It was as though he possessed inexhaustible power.
"Don't you think..." Zhou Yan's voice transmission sounded in everyone's minds, carrying a measure of deliberation. "His current state is very much like ours?"
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