Five flying swords ripped through the sky, slashing toward the six beams of Particle Energy.
A tremendous boom erupted. Savage energy burst across the sky, blasting the five flying swords away. The five men were rocked backward, and the powerful impact not only sent their swords flying but also shook their Primordial Spirits.
"Something's wrong! Fall back! This isn't an ordinary mech squad!"
Cang Bo's face changed. He recalled his flying sword and led the others in an attempt to retreat. But just then, five mechs had somehow already left their transport and were closing in around them.
The moment they tried to move, five Particle cannon blasts came hurtling toward them. They could only unleash sword techniques to detonate the Particle Energy, but they had lost their chance to escape.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Eleven mechs had surrounded them. They drew their blades, Particle Energy surging along their edges as they locked onto the five men. The moment any of them moved, they would be hit by a synchronized assault.
"What do we do?"
The men looked panicked, keeping their guard up with all their might. One wrong step led to another; they shouldn't have stopped here in the first place.
There was a reason Tianli Sect warriors were at a disadvantage on the battlefield. Mechs had powerful radar systems that could detect warriors from a great distance and gauge their strength by their energy levels.
But not every warrior had a powerful Primordial Spirit capable of sensing everything happening a hundred li away. Besides, using one for too long took too much of a toll.
As a result, Tianli Sect warriors often stumbled into traps on the battlefield and suffered heavy losses.
"We fight! If we can't break through, we're all dead. I'll cut a path open, and we'll