Clearly, anger had already made this group of black-clothed men lose their sanity, falling one after another in their fight to death. Even Lei Mu, looking on from below, was panic-stricken and felt unbearable anguish.
Each and every black-clothed man here had been cultivated by Lei Mu over a long time, using the best martial arts and resources, yet today they were nearly halved by Niu Shan's slaughter.
Indeed, once Niu Shan unleashed his power, the black-clothed men in front of him were like cutting vegetables, one punch from Niu Shan and they were deprived of life. On the other hand, as the black-clothed men kept falling one after another in their suicidal attacks, wounds started appearing on Niu Shan's body. Of course, these injuries were merely superficial, as Niu Shan had made no attempt to dodge. The wounds couldn't even slow down Niu Shan's movements.
