It was during this gap that Blood Eagle clenched his teeth and threw a punch.
"Bang—" Zhang Yuanshan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, staggered back seven or eight steps, clutching his now sunken chest, eyes filled with shock. He hadn't expected to be defeated at all!
This youngster, he was actually able to find my weak point and launch an attack in an instant?
Although it seemed like Blood Eagle had resisted the punch, in reality, his internal organs were severely damaged. He was now at the end of his strength and couldn't hold on much longer!
The Rakshasa members also felt a violent tremor in their hearts, and their faces showed panic, suddenly at a loss.
Now, not only had their four Elders been killed, but even their last pillar had fallen before their eyes. Could it be that their stronghold would really be wiped out in one fell swoop?
Blood Eagle was also kneeling on the ground, his face deathly pale, gasping for air.
Puh!