Three furious shouts brimming with greed and killing intent rang out at once from three different directions!
Immediately after.
A vast black net that blotted out the sky descended from above, directly sealing off every route of retreat available to Xiao Yang!
A dazzlingly multicolored poisonous mist, carrying a deadly stench, surged toward Xiao Yang like a tidal wave!
A cold, vicious jet-black Sword Light, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, silently appeared behind Xiao Yang and stabbed straight at the vital point in his back!
The three Old Monsters who had lain in wait for so long finally launched their long-planned fatal strike at what they considered the perfect moment!
Their coordination was flawless!
Seal off the space, weaken him with poison, then launch a sneak attack from behind!
Any Quasi Emperor who had just gone through a great battle and was utterly exhausted in body and mind would have only one fate beneath this combination attack: death!
They could practically see Xiao Yang dying miserably in despair beneath their attacks!
They could practically see the Immortal Slaying Sword and that mysterious map becoming theirs!
Savage, greedy smiles spread across all their faces!
Yet, they did not see it.
Surrounded in the center, Xiao Yang showed not the slightest hint of panic or despair. Instead, a mocking, icy look, as though he were looking at dead men, appeared on his face!
"Couldn't hold back any longer and crawled out of your holes, huh? Three rats that don't know their own limits!"
"What?!"
"He discovered us?!"
"Impossible! We clearly concealed every trace of our presence!"
Hearing Xiao Yang's icy, mocking voice, the three Old Monsters in the midst of attacking were all startled!
They could not understand it. They had hidden themselves so perfectly—how could they possibly have been