Clang.
Amid the clash of metal, a deep bloody gash was cut across his fist.
Just as he thought he had blocked the move, the black hand-blade before him suddenly collapsed, spewing dozens of streams of black smoke that howled past him.
In the blink of an eye, the dozens of black smoke streams had surrounded him and several nearby True Persons.
Bang bang bang bang!!
After several consecutive heavy impacts, the men were sent flying and crashed hard to the ground.
Under the scouring of an ocean of Returning True Force, Zhao Xu and the other True Persons had no power to resist.
One of them even used a secret technique to amplify himself.
Unfortunately, no matter what secret technique he used, Wei He was like someone holding the nozzle of a high-pressure water cannon, blasting him wildly.
No matter how powerful your moves were, as long as your force was inferior to his, you would be engulfed and wrapped up by the vast Returning True Force, then forcibly restrained.
Without the divine strength and resistance of Wu State Bloodline Aberrants, these True Persons who lived by force alone could only await death once they lost the contest of Returning True Force.
A mere few thousand jin of strength could not possibly resist the restraints of Returning True Force.
This sudden attack threw the Wushi Sect Daoists, who had long been secretly on guard nearby, into disarray.
Just as Wei He was preparing to sweep the entire area clean.
Within a few breaths, the remaining Wushi Sect Daoists scattered in all directions like startled birds.
Wei He was speechless.
The Wushi Sect's cohesion was truly remarkable.
Zhao Xu and the other True Persons remained behind, limp on the ground after being restrained, unable to move.
Wei He walked to