Though nearly everyone present had been hunted by the Iron Blooded Thirteen Eagle Riders, the person they most wanted dead was undoubtedly Ye Xiwen. Not only was Ye Xiwen one of their rivals for dominance over the Tenth World, but the Wang family also had a hefty bounty on him. Killing Ye Xiwen would kill two birds with one stone.
Since they could not think of a way to deal with this time law, whose flow of time had accelerated to the extreme, the Iron Blooded Thirteen Eagle Riders clearly intended to eliminate in advance all those rivals standing in the way of their domination of the Tenth World.
"Rumble!" The entire Iron Blooded Thirteen Eagle Riders charged forward. Countless illusions instantly manifested around them, shadows of slaughter sweeping out like an army of thousands upon thousands.
Though they were merely phantoms, they were far from harmless. Anyone who dared underestimate them would sooner or later suffer a crushing loss.
Many were struck by the Overlord Dao of the Iron Blooded Thirteen Eagle Riders. They attacked the instant they chose to, without the slightest hesitation. They were the overlords of the Tenth World—and its only overlords.
"Whoosh!"
The Iron Blooded Thirteen Eagle Riders were incomparably fast. In the blink of an eye, they had already attacked Ye Xiwen. While everyone was still looking at the blood-red battlefield formed by the sky-filling phantoms, the Iron Blooded Thirteen Eagle Riders had already closed in to kill Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen immediately felt a sharp edge tear through the air, locking onto him and shrouding his body.
A terrifyingly powerful long spear thrust straight toward Ye Xiwen's brow, intending to pierce through him with one strike. Such a fearsome thrust carried an overwhelming force that was almost impossible to evade. Even Celestial Realm