Strong Enemy Arrives Again

Boom!

Three streaks of sword light arrived, stirring up fierce winds that made everyone's clothes flap wildly.

Whoosh!

The three flying swords vanished. Three figures stood majestically in the sky, their powerful auras spreading without restraint, showing no regard for anyone present.

Fang Mo stared directly at the three of them. They were all Transcendent Realm experts, and none of their auras were weak.

Among them was a silver-haired, purple-eyed middle-aged man whose aura surpassed everyone present. He possessed the momentum to swallow the Abyss Sea whole. His Primordial Spirit was stronger than Fang Mo's; when their gazes met, Fang Mo felt a stabbing pain in his Primordial Spirit.

Fang Mo's heart tightened slightly. He was no match for this man.

He could fight Transcendent Realm experts for four reasons: first, his powerful Primordial Spirit; second, the formidable blade skill, Burning Heaven Splitting Mountain Slash; third, his mighty blood vitality; and fourth, his abundant true essence, no weaker than that of a Transcendent Realm cultivator. But after all, he had yet to fully step into the Transcendent Realm.

People like Fei Shu, Shen Chengchuan, and Pang Angong could only be considered to have forcibly entered the Transcendent Realm, so their combat strength was not particularly frightening.

When he erupted with full strength, he could barely defeat them. But against this silver-haired, purple-eyed middle-aged man, he had no confidence at all.

As the three arrived, their gazes swept across the battlefield, and their expressions subtly changed.

The silver-haired, purple-eyed man's eyes flashed with cold light before suddenly falling upon Ao Kong's head. His body trembled slightly, and surprise flickered through his eyes.

When Pang Angong saw the three arrive, his expression immediately brightened. He straightened his back and cried joyfully, "Senior Brother Shi, you came at just the right time! Quickly