Clang—
The sound of metal clashing rang out at the same moment, yet the next moment, both their eyes flashed with despair.
The target suddenly vanished into thin air, and when it reappeared, it bypassed to the back of the person on the right side.
Then both of them felt a chill in their chests—their bodies had been pierced through by the spear in Yang Yan's hand.
Instantly eliminating three opponents, the two who were struck by the Immortal Piercing Spear secretly felt fortunate.
At this moment, they had already lost the courage to kill Yang Yan, retreating far away at the first opportunity.
On the battlefield, except for Blood Slaughter's endless killing, there was a brief silence.
Yang Yan propped the long spear on the ground, slightly hunched over, his chest heaving violently, his body seemingly trembling.
This series of intense outputs, even with his physique, felt somewhat overwhelming.
