The Miscalculation

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In the void, thirteen figures collided like meteors.

Every clash erupted with world-shattering energy fluctuations, shaking the surrounding void into pieces.

Yang Lingtian wielded his sacred sword, sword light sweeping in all directions.

Like roaring dragons, it blocked all the attacks of the six Alien Race experts.

His sword techniques were incredibly powerful. Every slash contained supreme profundity and severed everything in its path.

Although the six Alien Race experts were formidable, they found themselves hard-pressed beneath Yang Lingtian's sword.

"Yang Lingtian, don't get cocky. You'll certainly die today!"

Annihilation Star Lord roared. The Demigod Artifact black spear in his hand erupted with overwhelming deathly aura.

Like enormous black pythons, it coiled toward Yang Lingtian.

"Hmph, what boastful nonsense!"

Yang Lingtian snorted coldly. His sword light flashed, severing all the black pythons.

"Kill!"

The other five Alien Race experts also unleashed their techniques one after another. All kinds of divine abilities and secret arts emerged in endless succession as they surrounded and attacked Yang Lingtian.

For a moment, light blazed in the void and energy raged wildly, as though doomsday had arrived.

Yang Lingtian moved like lightning, remaining completely at ease amid the attacks of the six powerful enemies.

His sword grew faster and sharper with every strike, each slash carrying an unshakable resolve to kill.

"Pfft!"

One Alien Race expert failed to dodge in time and was struck by Yang Lingtian's sword. Blood immediately sprayed from his mouth as he was sent flying backward.

"Damn it!"

The other Alien Race experts were greatly alarmed at the sight.

They had never expected Yang Lingtian to be so powerful that he could still gain the upper hand while fighting six against one.

"Retreat!"

Annihilation Star Lord made the decision at once and ordered the retreat.

The six Alien