The colleague who was speaking, spurred to action, raised his hand and met the attack with a powerful palm strike. His move was like a howling hurricane.,He vaguely had a feeling that the other party's target wasn't Rakshasa Hall at all, but Blood Shadow Erlang!,Before his words could even finish, a bone-shattering sound erupted. The opponent's shoulder blade had been pulverized by Ling Hao's palm wind.。