After severely wounding him with one sword strike, Ye Xiwen pressed his advantage without mercy and brought down another slash. He knew full well that an old-established Emperor Lord like Eagle Horn Emperor Lord would be exceedingly difficult to deal with. One careless mistake, and if he found a chance to escape, the future trouble would be endless. He had to kill him with an unceasing barrage of attacks.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Ye Xiwen's sword radiance kept crashing down. Eagle Horn Emperor Lord was like a giant ball, constantly blasted away and then struck back, trapped within a fixed area and utterly unable to fly out.
Ye Xiwen's fighting style was savage. He gave Eagle Horn Emperor Lord not the slightest chance to escape, bombarding him without pause.
At that moment, ripples of laws twisted through the sky, each one containing terrifying power.
At last, Emperor Lords had made their move. Amid the boundless chaos, no one knew how many had acted, nor did anyone know who they were.
Though it only stalled Ye Xiwen for a moment, Eagle Horn Emperor Lord seized that chance to break free.
That was precisely what everyone wanted. They did not wish to see Ye Xiwen crush Eagle Horn Emperor Lord in a one-sided defeat. If that happened, they truly would not have the slightest opportunity left. Yet they did not have the courage to personally step forward and stop him, so they resorted to this method. Many people had arrived at the same idea, and without any need to join forces, they achieved a flawless coordination as though they had done so.
Those attacks converged upon Ye Xiwen. He had no choice but to turn and throw a punch, blasting apart the ripples of laws. His gaze was icy as he stared fixedly