The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 347 In a Desperate Situation

After a muffled sound, the elderly man was seen rapidly flying out and crashing heavily onto the ground, struggling to get up for a while. A bloody hole was pierced through his abdomen, and copious amounts of blood gushed out. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" After a while, the elderly man, his face extremely pale, finally managed to crawl to his feet. He hadn't taken Rakshasa's sword technique seriously at first, but since she had broken through to the peak realm, the power of her sword technique had increased several-fold, almost overwhelming his perfection-stage opponent.

"A nameless sword technique." Rakshasa replied coldly. With that, she attacked again, concerned about White Tiger's condition and eager to assist him.

Her sharp sword struck once more, and a series of sword energies instantly condensed into a sword energy web, sweeping towards the elderly man. In the blink of an eye, he was enveloped by it. The elderly man's pupils contracted as he desperately tried to escape, only to find all his retreat routes sealed off, with no way to escape.

"Let's do this!" He gritted his teeth, raised his sword, and charged forward.

However, having already been severely injured, he was clearly no match. Finally, after the sword shadows had passed, he was left with over a dozen sword scars on his body.

Rakshasa ceased her attack without a second glance at him and turned around to rush toward White Tiger. Just as she turned, the elderly man's legs gave way, and numerous blood streams shot out of his body. His aura instantly withered.

"So strong..." With those last two words, his head drooped, his pupils dilated rapidly, and he breathed his last.

"White Tiger, I'm coming to help you!" At the same time, Rakshasa had already entered White Tiger's battle circle. "Alright, be careful!"

At this moment, White Tiger's body had been cut with several deep wounds, and his aura was in disarray.

"You killed him!?" The man in the black robe turned to look at the white-haired elder not far away, his face showing an incredulous expression.

you too!" Rakshasa

roared, "I'll make you into minced

Rakshasa Hall were just prey to be slaughtered in his eyes. But now, the situation had turned around completely. Four Hall Masters from his side had fallen in less than half an hour. The hunters had become the hunted, leaving him at a loss as to how

forward like a

White Tiger shouted, and a blade

man in the black robe raised his hand

another mouthful of blood as he was sent flying again, this time

her face turning pale. She wanted to

don't worry about me!" White Tiger

I'll grant your wish first!" The man in the black robe angrily shouted. Stepping out several large strides, he launched himself into

Technique, Second Form, Sky Slash." As he spoke, he channeled his entire power, gripping his warblade and slashing

he could

of energy swept in from

Boom!

sent flying like a cannonball, spitting out blood as he crashed heavily

a few steps when another wave of energy swept her off her feet, and she landed less than five

Rakshasa's mouth continued to

of Sanctum of Darkness!" At this moment, a man's figure

this your formal notice, Rakshasa Hall

in the black robe and the bald man

promise to me?" The newcomer was none other