Although the seven had not doubted Qin Fengming's words, hearing him suddenly order them to immediately withdraw the joint attack formation still made all seven hearts jolt.
At this moment, the reason the seven could hold out amid the layers of insect waves was precisely this joint attack formation.
Yet now, surrounded by a sea of insects, the seven saw no means by which that figure was resisting the insect tide. He had merely released a powerful aura of pressure from his entire body.
Although that pressure made all seven tremble inwardly, leaving them feeling stifled and unable to breathe, they knew clearly that a cultivator's realm pressure could not possibly intimidate the demonic insects around them to any significant degree.
With no technique being deployed, Qin Fengming's order for them to stop left all seven hesitating.
Qin Fengming did not care what the seven thought. Since he had already spoken, he no longer hesitated. His aura burst forth, and Sword Qi flashed in his hand. In an instant, dozens of terrifying sword blades shot out, hacking toward the direction from which they had come.
Amid the resounding booms, two figures were suddenly swept into the enormous gale of Sword Qi.
These two cultivators had hesitated for only a moment, and their bodies had abruptly appeared in the path of Qin Fengming's attack as the joint attack formation circulated.
Qin Fengming had originally noticed a gap left by the seven's spellcasting. As long as the seven obeyed his order and stopped, the attack he had unleashed would pass through that gap and hack into the insect swarm, while the seven would remain completely unharmed.
However, all seven hesitated and did not follow his command. With the joint attack formation continuing to operate, the two cultivators happened to flash toward the