Difficult Response! Blade Edge Formation Broken!

However, the Blade Peak Formation had been drilled for a long time, and their coordination was incomparably seamless.

Five took the offensive, alternating among five blade arts of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth to neutralize every incoming attack; four held the defense, each guarding one direction—east, south, west, and north—sealing off all four sides of the formation tightly.

The remaining two provided support, plugging gaps and rushing to reinforce wherever needed.

Meanwhile, those trying to seize the flag all had their own calculations. None wished to go all out, fearing that exhausting themselves too greatly would leave them vulnerable to sneak attacks from others.

Thus, they managed to withstand this round of attacks.

But they had indeed been injured. Chu Qing spat out a mouthful of blood. He had blocked most of the previous assault with his flying blade formation, but the injuries he had sustained were far from light.

Though his flying blades were sharp, they could not hold out for long against the siege of dozens.

Moreover, after repeated clashes, dozens of his flying blades had already lost their glow and fallen from the air. The Spiritual Sense imprinted upon them had been shattered, greatly diminishing their spirituality.

The other Blade Peak disciples had also suffered injuries to varying degrees, but not one of them took a step back. They continued to hold the formation with grim determination.

Seeing that they had failed to take them down, the others continued their assault.

Wave after wave surged forward like a rising tide. The Blade Peak disciples gritted their teeth and held on, resisting with all they had. Though every attack was firmly blocked by the eleven of them, their injuries grew heavier and their True Qi drained ever further.

At this moment, Du Huai swept his gaze toward