บท 370: Soccer to the Face

"I'm dead! I'm dead! I'm dead!" Xu'Der shrilled as he dodged one axe head after another, eventually losing his footing as he screamed, unleashing a Metal Qi Palm Projection to temporarily slow down a swinging axe head.

The force from his Palm Projection was only sufficient to slow it down. He was unable to dodge fully in that time, slamming forth another Palm Projection from the other arm, putting a stop to the axe head.

Using the chance, he leapt, reaching the end as he slumped on the ground, gasping for breath when Re'Kha and Ta'Lia grabbed hold of his hand and dragged him hurriedly, watching an axe head crash into the one that had been stopped, causing a chain reaction as numerous axe heads crashed into each other one after another.

The place was filled with a cacophony of noises as they crashed into each other, producing a sonorous sound so powerful it rattled the eardrums of the three that hurriedly ran away from the place.