Fierce Battle, Retreat
"Ah!!!"
"Fuck! Why are these bastards as endless as flies?"
Lei Zhen roared, lightning flaring around his fists as he blasted several enemy experts away.
They crashed through three thick trees.
But the moment he landed, four or five weapons hacked at him from different directions.
Forcing him to erupt again, the shock sending leaves rustling down from the surrounding trees.
Su Yu was under even greater pressure! He was entangled by two peak Martial Sect opponents and one third-stage Martial Venerable enemy.
The enemy had clearly come prepared, working together with seamless coordination.
Blade light and sword shadows wove an impenetrable net, driving him back again and again.
Several gashes had already been cut across his body, blood seeping out.
He roared and swung his short spike, cleaving apart the longsword before him.
But an enemy at his side seized the opening and kicked him in the waist, sending him staggering back several steps!
"Brother Su!"
Lin Mu's voice was anxious.
He stood atop the crown of a tree seven or eight meters high, the string of the Dawn Curved Bow in his hand trembling without pause.
Azure arrows of light rained down like a torrential storm upon the enemies besieging Su Yu!
His archery was precise as a god's, buying Su Yu a chance to catch his breath.
Yet his brows drew tighter and tighter.
Because he not only had to provide long-range support for Su Yu and Lei Zhen, but also keep a constant eye on that "newbie"!
"Gu Moxiu! Where the fuck are you sneaking attacks? That's Brother Lei's subordinate, damn it!"
"If you can't handle it, go play in the mud with Qin Sha in the back! Don't fucking disgrace yourself here!"
Lin Mu was so furious he nearly threw away his