That hard, blood-red fang—the token representing the Blood Fang Group's Kill Order—was crushed to pieces between Mu Fan's two fingers.
A cloud of blood-colored dust rose before him.
He took one step forward...
Lu Qingxue, who had just sat down, suddenly felt a terrifying tremor surge up from beneath her feet.
That figure who had brought her warmth in the darkness vanished in an instant.
Where Mu Fan had been standing, a depression nearly two meters wide appeared in the ground.
This kind of power...
Lu Qingxue's cool eyes shone brilliantly, and her heart stirred slightly.
Overwhelming force shattered all tricks!
Mu Fan in this state gave Lu Qingxue the impression of peak violence, powerful beyond imagination.
The afterimage dragged out by his blood-red clothes shot straight toward his opponent. Mu Fan's right hand formed a pincer, and his cold gaze fixed on Poison King's... throat.
Meanwhile, Poison King clasped a ball of black mist between his hands before his chest.
Compress, merge...
Compress, merge...
When Mu Fan's voice rang out, cruelty flashed through Poison King's murky eyes.
"Save those words for hell!"
The purple-green bandages that danced like those of a demon god suddenly converged around his withered, horrifying right arm.
With a bang.
That ball of black mist was blasted into a violently rising vortex, tearing through the air as it shot straight at Mu Fan.
Boom!
The black vortex exploded in midair less than two meters after leaving Poison King's hands.
It was as though it had been struck by a meteor plunging down at tremendous speed. A terrifying blast wave instantly spread through the air.
Then a blood-red figure burst fiercely through it.
The violent figure wreathed in bloody mist arrived in an instant, moving three times faster than the black poisonous vortex.
Before the shocked