Bab 769: Massacre

The dark light paused briefly and revealed the Rakshasa.

Poof!

The Rakshasa spat out a huge mouthful of blood with a pale expression. His palm was split with fresh blood gushing and he could no longer maintain his grip on the curved saber - it was repelled instantly!

'I've got to escape first!'

'This human is too strong and I can't win him in terms of strength!'

'I've got to wrap around him and look for another opportunity!'

The Rakshasa's reflexes were extremely swift and those thoughts flashed through his mind one after another.

Swoosh!

The meat wings of the Rakshasa flapped and wind howled. A tremendous power was released as he attempted to soar into the air and flee.

Under normal circumstances, there would naturally be a brief respite between both parties after a full-on clash.