"There are four Xiantian Realm experts left—two martial artists and two Qi Cultivation True Persons. Let's go help Big Brother Han first." Shen Zhui quickly moved closer.
Among them, Ma Wu had the highest battle strength. Within the formation, he was suppressing two Qi Cultivation True Persons by himself, forcing them to do nothing but dodge, utterly unable to fight back.
Yan You was at the Peak Houtian and could perform the Second Summon of Deity. His strength was comparable to the Mid-stage Xiantian. Although he was at a disadvantage against that Mid-stage Xiantian martial artist, he was still exchanging blows with him evenly.
Only Han Mao was in danger. He was merely at the Ninth Stage of Acquired Realm and could only perform the First Summon of Deity, giving him merely "Early-stage Xiantian battle strength." The moment he engaged his opponent, he fell into a disadvantageous position.
If Ma Wu had not intentionally or unintentionally drawn close to the Mid-stage Xiantian wearing black beast hide, forming an invisible deterrent, Han Mao probably would not have been able to hold on much longer.
Whoosh!
Shen Zhui closed in on the middle-aged martial artist wearing black beast hide as swiftly as a leopard.
His opponent wielded twin swords. With an elegant sidestep, he slashed upward and opened a bloody gash beneath Han Mao's ribs. Immediately afterward, the sword in his left hand stabbed diagonally upward, taking advantage of the opening created by Han Mao's injury and aiming to kill him in one blow!
"Slay Cang!"
The treasured saber in Shen Zhui's hand came down in a fierce vertical slash from above, accompanied by a sharp, ear-piercing howl.
The middle-aged martial artist immediately let out an enraged roar. He abruptly drove off with both feet, turned around, and rushed back!
"A Houtian