The Five Ta'a Brothers.
Ouyang Fu, Lu, Shou, Xi, and Cai.
These five brothers had originally been nobodies on Ta'a Mountain, but with Mo Hua's array techniques, Spirit Artifacts, and tactical coordination, they had formed the "Cleaver Team." Relying on an unstoppable sharpness, they had gradually begun to make a name for themselves in the Sword Discussion Assembly.
Mo Hua had received the inheritance of the Three Mountains and further refined their cultivation arts and sword techniques. At the same time, he had equipped them with fine armor and greatswords.
The five brothers had grown wings like tigers.
They were also deeply grateful to Mo Hua.
They remembered the kindness of their Senior Martial Brother.
Without their Senior Martial Brother giving them this opportunity, equipping them with complete Spirit Artifacts, array techniques, and tactics, and giving them an obsession to cling to, they could never have displayed their prowess at the Sword Discussion Assembly and earned their sect's recognition.
And now, their Senior Martial Brother was stationed right behind them.
The prodigies of the Four Sects and Seven Gates before them wanted to breach the defenses and kill their Senior Martial Brother.
That was absolutely unacceptable.
Rage surged in the hearts of the Five Ta'a Brothers. Their eyes turned bloodshot, and the killing intent around them grew even fiercer.
"Anyone who wants to kill Senior Martial Brother must die!"
At that moment, the five were of one mind.
Normally, they could have "flown kites" against these big fellows.
But this was an Offense-Defense Match, and Sky-Line Gorge was narrow. Anyone wishing to break through the defensive line had to first pass beneath the five brothers' greatswords.
The five greatswords were like guillotines of Purgatory—heavy, mighty, razor-sharp, brutally harvesting lives one after another.
The spectators outside the arena gasped in amazement.