Flying Feather's Heavenly Strike

Within the blink of an eye, the prison guards were flipped onto the ground by Han and his friends. These people who had experienced hundreds of battles were not inconvenienced in the slightest by a dozen of guards.

"Old rules, watch my hand gestures for instructions!" Han pushed away the corpses of the guards with one swift movement and said.

These warriors had all fought alongside Han on the battlefield, so they were very used to Han’s strategy. Whenever the enemy was at an advantage, Han would use his super powers to get rid of the enemies’ super powers, and when they panicked, Han would stop his power and let everyone else to use their superpowers to attack.

Everyone’s eyes turned red. They all understood, this was the definition of a rebellion, they either escaped alive, or they all died here. There was no other alternative. But more often than not, not having an alternative could provoke a lot of warriors to fight better, and that was exactly what was happening here.