In the territory shrouded by night, Qi Yue's voice was crystal clear.
All the women were waiting for this command.
Almost simultaneously, 220 Wooden Spears were all launched.
Amidst the dancing flames, the sight was hazy and indistinct.
"Fuck your mother!"
Zhao Ji cursed as the flames in his hands surged.
Two large Fireballs materialized and blasted toward the formation of Wooden Spears in the air.
BOOM!
Dozens of Wooden Spears were shattered, falling everywhere as they burned.
Like fireworks burning out and fading away.
But over a hundred Wooden Spears still hurtled down.
SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH!
A cyan Energy Shield lit up in Li Yan's hand, protecting himself and Zhao Ji.
The several hundred Blood Race Warriors behind them also manifested small Energy Shields in their left hands, raising them high to block the Wooden Spears.
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!
A series of dull thuds followed.
