Fool

Five flying swords tore through the sky, slashing toward the six streams of particle energy.

A tremendous boom erupted, violent energy exploding across the sky. The five flying swords were blasted away, and the five men were forced back by the shockwave. The powerful impact not only sent their flying swords flying, but also shook their Primordial Spirits.

"Not good! Retreat! This isn't an ordinary mech squad!"

Cang Bo's expression changed drastically. He recalled his flying sword and tried to withdraw with the others, but the five mechs had somehow already left the transport craft and were closing in around them.

Just as they moved, five Particle Cannons fired at them. They could only unleash sword techniques to blast apart the particle energy, but they had lost their chance to escape.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Eleven mechs had already surrounded them. Blades and swords were drawn, particle energy surging over them as they locked firmly onto the five men. The instant any of them moved, they would be struck by a simultaneous attack.

"What do we do?"

The group looked panicked as they guarded themselves with all their strength. One wrong step led to another—they should never have stopped here.

There was a reason Tianli Sect warriors were at a disadvantage on the battlefield. Mechs possessed powerful radar systems that could detect warriors from great distances and gauge their strength according to their energy levels.

Not every warrior had a powerful Primordial Spirit capable of probing all movement within a hundred miles, and maintaining such use of the Primordial Spirit for long periods consumed too much energy.

Thus, on the battlefield, Tianli Sect warriors often walked straight into traps and suffered devastating losses.

"We'll fight! If we can't break out, we'll all die. I'll carve open a path for us to