The young woman lying on the ground watched as those who wanted to destroy her family brandished knives and charged at Dragon Spirit.
Terrified, she didn't dare look directly and covered her eyes, uttering a cry of horror.
The fierce murderous intent emanated an overwhelming oppressive aura; anyone timid would surely have legs turning weak in the face of such a scene.
But clearly, Dragon Spirit was not one to be easily frightened.
Dragon Spirit coldly eyed these people, who rushed toward him with knives stained with fresh blood, a glint of coldness flickering in his eyes.
"Those who bring misfortune upon themselves shall not escape!"
Dragon Spirit raised a hand, making a forward pushing motion in the air, and immediately those few felt a formidable resistance.
Before they could comprehend what it was, it felt like their heads were heavily struck by something.
They didn't even have time for an extra thought before collapsing straight down, completely unconscious.
