"Don't even think about it!"
Yue Zhengyu was the first to answer with a long roar. He knew full well that he absolutely could not retreat now.
The six white wings behind him beat fiercely, and Sacred Light soared into the sky. The Holy Sword in his hand erupted with unprecedented brilliance, as though he were holding a miniature sun.
He leaped into the air, his sword streaking like a rainbow piercing the sun as he charged resolutely toward the crimson tide. He tried to carve open a breach in this sea of death with the purest Light Divine Power.
Specks of Sacred Light scattered down like rain, colliding madly with the crimson sword qi and annihilating each other.
Yet how could the enraged strike of a Supreme God King be so easily resisted?
The holy sword light filling the sky was like snowflakes thrown into lava. It held back the crimson wave for only an instant before being swallowed and crushed by the even more vast and violent torrent of sword shadows.
Tang San did not even spare Yue Zhengyu a glance. His first sword—the deadliest strike concealed amid countless sword shadows—had another target: Xie Xie!
He could spare Tang Wulin. He could show Tang Wulin mercy.
But he had already resolved to kill this ant who had repeatedly spoken disrespectfully and dared to chatter in his ear!
Those humiliating words still pricked at his nerves like venomous thorns. Unless he erased this person completely, he could not vent the hatred in his heart!
"Holy crap, you really do pick on the weak?!"
Sensing the terrifying Sword Intent locked onto him, one that nearly tore his soul apart, Xie Xie's hairs stood on end. He cried out strangely, but his movements were not the slightest bit slow.
His figure