The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 3365

"Ha-ha! How pathetic. Do you know how ridiculous it is that you're still hoping to run away?

Don't be silly. You have no chance to escape at all!

No one can!"

Wild laughter erupted from the man in black robes behind them.

A moment later, except for Asa and Rhys, the rest six warriors stopped at the same time.

"Asa, Rhys, we'll cover for you. Run!

Avenge us when you have the chance!"

Conor roared loudly.

All six of them were exhausted from constantly running the past few days and nights, their original energy essences were running out, and they had no strength to continue this endless chase.

If they continued running any longer, their blood essences would completely run out and they would eventually die.

"Bastards, come and get me! I'll die here happily as long as I drag you to hell with me. The more I kill, the better!"

Farrar spat out. Tornadoes swept through the star filled sky with a wave of his stone stick.

"That's right. We have to kill a few of them anyway. We'll go to hell with these bastards!"

Conor took a step forward and bravely faced their pursuers. Every inch of his body burned as his infinite vital energy gushed out of him. Just like a god of war who came down for a good fight, his murderous will immediately filled the air around him.

It was a clear sign of burning the blood essence to the extreme.

Undoubtedly, it was also the most dangerous way which meant that Conor was draining all his energy, making it impossible to maintain for long. Once his blood essence was totally consumed, Conor would physically disappear in the world and his spirit and soul would vanish next.

Both Asa and Rhys were stunned, skidding to a stop from where they were leading their group.

"Why the hell won't we fight too?"

Both Asa and Rhys returned to the side of their six friends at almost the exact same time.

"Ha-ha! What a touching scene!

Perfect! We can kill you all at the same time!"

All their pursuers already caught up the Eight Stone Saints and completely surrounded them.

Even if Asa and Rhys decided to escape, they stood no chance in finding a possible opening.

"Well, today the eight of us will have a good fight. No matter what, we can't bring shame to the reputation of the Eight Stone Saints!"

Asa laughed.

As one, all the Eight Stone Saints raised the stone clubs in their hands and made eight powerful auras burst out, filling the space with the loud rumbles of thunder.

Although there were only eight of them, each one of them was equal to a troop filled with thousands of warriors. Their murderous will was unstoppable.

"Kill them!"

Asa shouted as he took the lead and charged ahead. Everything trembled in the face of his stone stick that swept across the space like a mountain range.

"Let's go! Kill them!"

The rest of them also rushed after him.

All of the Eight Stone Saints were determined to die in this battle. One terrible skill after the other was pulled out, powerful enough to not only harm their enemies, but themselves as well.

Dozens of pursuers were forced to step back in the blink of an eye.

"Ha-ha! Even if you give it your all, it's useless. We can kill you by exhausting your energies with the amount of people we have,"

the man in black sneered.

"Kill him!"

More violent and desperate attacks from the Eight Stone Saints served as his answer.

Just like terrifying tornadoes, the eight thick stone clubs swept through the void and destroyed everything in their paths, causing the space to violently shake.

In the far reaches of the chaotic void, Austin's figure slowly appeared in a certain position.

"After decades of travel, the Eight Stone Saints greatly increased their strengths.

Both Asa and Rhys reached the Heaven Immortal Realm.

The other six also reached the premium stage of Earth Immortal Realm. Seems like they're not that far from breaking through to the Heaven Immortal Realm.

These guys are still as aggressive as before. They haven't changed at all."

A smile pulled at his lips as he looked at the Eight Stone Saints who were desperately fighting for their lives.

Once he was done observing them, he turned to look at those black-robed men who were surrounding and attacking the Eight Stone Saints.