The light shone on the ends of their hair, casting a soft halo.
But at this moment, the phone rang suddenly. Ye Lang frowned slightly and saw that it was Bi Xiaoyu calling. He quickly answered the call.
In an instant, Bi Xiao's anxious and panicked voice came from the receiver:
"Xiao Lang, we encountered a powerful enemy. A man driving a... RV injured dozens of us. He also seems to have spatial abilities."
Ye Lang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately checked the location on the map. The next moment, his figure shot out through the window like an arrow and rushed away.
At this time, the War God Group was in unprecedented chaos. They tried their best to organize a defense line, but did not dare to get close to the young man in front of them.
They even retreated slightly, as if the young man was surrounded by an invisible field of death.
It's no wonder they were frightened. The younger man who looked a little too young just now tore the bodies of two second-level psychics apart with just a wave of his hand. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and broken limbs and bones rained down on the battlefield.
Moreover, a high-explosive armor-piercing round they fired mysteriously disappeared in the air two meters away from him, and the next second it flew towards them. If they had not reacted quickly and dodged in time, they would have been blown to pieces on the spot.
But inevitably, several people were blown away by the air wave and fell to the ground seriously injured.
They had only seen such incredible skills in their eldest brother Ye Lang, but the young man in front of them actually replicated that terrifying pressure with his own strength.
"I say again, hand over your crystal cores and submit to this king, otherwise, you will witness the coming of destruction with your own eyes."
A slightly childish voice came out of the young man's mouth, but it carried an unquestionable pressure.
He slowly raised his hand, and a twisted space vortex appeared in his palm, and the surrounding air made a sharp tearing sound.
The breathing of everyone in the God of War group was stagnant. The vortex seemed like a black hole that swallowed up light, distorting the air and vision around them.
But none of them answered. They used silence to build the last line of defense. There was no surrender in their eyes, only determination.
The young man was slightly angry, his fingertips tightened suddenly, the vortex suddenly expanded, and a several-meter-long arc-shaped space blade swept out and rushed towards the War God Group in front.
At the critical moment, the Wolf King roared suddenly, and an ice blade suddenly slashed towards the space blade from the flank. The two forces collided violently in the air, exploding into a dazzling energy turbulence.
Ice shards mingled with spatial turbulence, scattering and scattering, a piercing roar ripped through the night sky. The spatial blade was abruptly deflected, passing over the heads of the War God Group, instantly slicing off half of the wall of a distant building.
The young man's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked coldly at the Wolf King:
"This beast is quite capable."
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the vortex in his hand condensed again, and the chill filled the entire battlefield.
The wolf king's hair stood up, and his huge body fell to the ground, with his limbs pressed tightly against the ground.
"But relying on just one beast, it is impossible to stop the attack of the King of My Space."
He suddenly tore his hands apart, and the space cracked into dozens of dark cracks like a mirror. Countless space blades whistled out from them, pouring down like a rainstorm towards the place where the Wolf King and the God of War Group were.
The Wolf King roared angrily, and the cold air around his body rushed ten feet. Ice crystals quickly condensed into an arc-shaped ice shield in the air.
But the space blades were too dense, and the first ice shield shattered instantly. Then the second and third sides formed a formation, barely blocking the first three rounds of impact.
However, its limbs were cut with dozens of deep scars that could be seen to the bone, and blood was flowing, but it still held up the last ice wall tightly, buying a chance to breathe for the people behind it.
At this time, the War God Group finally seized this fleeting opportunity. They quickly formed a battle formation and advanced in a triangular spearhead formation. The system ability users crossed and covered in the front, and the natural ability users shook hands and followed closely behind.
The Wolf King growled in pain and suddenly jumped away.
The next second, the War God Group charged forward like an arrow shot from a bow, and the top-level psychics in the sharp arrow formation suddenly tore through the air, smashing towards the young man with fists, feet, legs, and elbows.
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