"You all stay hidden. I'll monitor them from up here. Remember, anyone can come in, but don't let anyone leave." Just then, Zhou Shuangye suddenly appeared beside them, gave them a brief instruction, and then disappeared again.
Half an hour later, Zhou Shuangye, who had been standing still, suddenly moved without warning!
Suddenly, she unleashed a powerful palm strike in mid-air, a strike of unparalleled power and overwhelming momentum, seemingly containing boundless might.
In an instant, the entire slaughterhouse collapsed and crumbled as if crushed by an invisible giant hand, turning into a pile of ruins.
The terrifying palm force was directly imprinted on the ground, producing a deafening roar and creating a bottomless crater.
Just then, a piercing scream suddenly rang out: "Oh no, we've been exposed! We have to fight our way out!"
Immediately afterward, a figure shot into the sky like a rocket, rushing straight towards Zhou Shuangye. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a female blood slave.
She has long, dazzling golden hair, but what's astonishing is that behind her grows a pair of enormous, blood-red bat wings, exuding a unique and eerie charm.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yuru and Bai Feng shouted in unison, "Kill—"
At the same time, the two of them led ten novice disciples who had just entered the martial world to fight their way out, and they happened to run into a dozen blood slaves who were charging in from the outside.
In an instant, shouts of battle shook the heavens and the earth, and the two sides engaged in a thrilling and fierce battle of life and death...
"Don't linger in the fight! We must break through!"
These blood slaves were well aware that once their identities were exposed, powerful human warriors would emerge in droves. If they couldn't break out in time, they would likely all be hunted down to the brink of extinction.
"Everyone should find their own opponents, regardless of how the surrounding environment changes!"
After shouting loudly, Zhou Yuru rushed straight towards the enemy's fourth-rank vampire without hesitation and instantly stopped him firmly.
At the same time, Bai Feng stepped forward alone and successfully intercepted the fifth-rank vampire and two other sixth-rank vampires.
"This is my personal battle, and no one can interfere or steal it!" Qian Chunfeng roared, then charged forward, blocking a seventh-grade vampire and engaging in fierce combat.
On the other side, Chen Feng was equally unyielding, quickly blocking another seventh-rank blood clan member and engaging him in a fierce battle with his longsword.
Due to the large number of people present, Chen Feng did not rashly unleash his Devouring Mystic Technique or Sword Qi Storm, but instead skillfully used the Sealing Wolf Sword Technique, supplemented by other exquisite martial arts techniques, to engage in a thrilling battle with this seventh-grade vampire.
Meanwhile, among the other eight newcomers, four of them successfully seized a seventh-grade bloodline.
However, the remaining four had no choice but to deal with the eighth and even ninth-rank vampires, and the two sides instantly fell into a fierce melee.
Just as the fierce battle was raging, more than twenty soldiers dressed in the uniforms of the Sirius Army suddenly appeared from all around.
They appeared swiftly like ghosts, surrounding the fighting groups.
Meanwhile, the fourth and fifth-rank warriors in the Sirius Army were intently watching the battle group where the new students were located, remaining vigilant at all times and ready to launch timely rescue operations at any time.
A loud bang followed: "Boom—"
It turned out that the seventh-rank blood slave in front of Chen Feng, despite constantly roaring angrily, had an extremely distorted and hideous face, as if he had lost his mind.
It desperately tried to break free and escape, but it could never escape the cage woven by the sharp longsword in Chen Feng's hand. Each struggle only added more deep and shallow wounds to its body.
"This seventh-grade blood slave is even weaker than the previous Blood God Envoy; he's far too weak." After fighting for a while, Chen Feng stopped wasting time and instead beheaded the blood slave with a single sword strike.
"Teacher Bai, give me a sixth-grade blood slave." Immediately, Chen Feng set his sights on a sixth-grade blood slave, flashed to Bai Feng's side, and shouted to him.
"Little madman, are you sure you can handle this?" Bai Feng asked loudly, seemingly unfazed by the attacks of the three blood slaves.
"Teacher Bai, how can a man say he can't do it? Give me one, let me try!" Chen Feng shouted.
"Alright, be careful." Bai Feng said, kicking the weakest of the two sixth-grade blood slaves out of the battle and flying towards Chen Feng's direction.
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