"Everyone, follow me to fend off the enemy!" Seeing those dense, transparent little swords appear, Amusun, who originally wanted to teach Lu Xiaotian a lesson, now faced Lu Xiaotian's attack head-on. That feeling was several shades clearer than the one Yuan Min had experienced.
This sword rain was terrifying even before it moved. Though Amusun had been famous for many years, he actually felt a sudden jolt of terror. He could no longer care about his pride at this moment and directly called out to the other few Golden Core cultivators.
The burly black-faced man and the four other cultivators from the Astral Realm were still inferior to Amusun in cultivation, and at that moment they were completely enveloped by the terrifying sword rain. There was no need for Amusun to give orders; they had long since conjured their pellet-origin magical tools.
At that point, over a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators from Soaring Heavens Palace flew into the air, while Qi Refining disciples from various peaks and ridges crawled up the slopes and to the mountain peak, watching eagerly as the battle unfolded before the palace gates. Although battles between Golden Core cultivators were not common to them, the magnificent spectacle of facing six enemy Golden Core cultivators single-handedly was a first.
Thud! A large drum took the lead in bombarding Lu Xiaotian. Even the lingering echoes caused the Foundation Establishment cultivators on Soaring Heavens Palace's side to feel a surge of qi and blood throughout their bodies after hearing those heavy drumbeats.
Luo Qian frowned. Over there, Yuan Min waved her hand to cast a blue light screen. With her strength, wanting to resist that large drum head-on was still beyond her reach, but the opponent's primary target was Lu Xiaotian, so blocking a few lingering echoes was not