A Sword Slays Chiwen (3/3)

The two Chiwen were indeed tremendously powerful. They were Five-Phase Bright Immortals to begin with, and once they activated their dragon bloodline, their combat strength would be no weaker than that of the two dragon empresses!

But there were simply too many Bright Immortals here!

Two fists could not fend off four hands. Besides, the two dragon empresses could not even be considered the strongest here. How long could those two Chiwen possibly endure under the siege of such a formation?

One against one—even four against one or five against one—they were confident they could escape safely. But now, nearly thirty Bright Immortals were besieging them. Even fleeing was difficult!

What was more, they did not want to flee! The Seven-Star Fruit was about to ripen. They had guarded it for so many years—how could they willingly let go at this moment?

Driven into a corner, even a dog would leap over a wall, much less two great Bright Immortals!

Thus, one of them immediately unleashed its innate divine ability, using a heaven-devouring art to suck all the Bright Immortals into its body, while the other went after the younger generation to seize them as hostages! Of course, the combat strength of nearly thirty Bright Immortals was terrifying beyond measure. It would not take long for them to blast that Chiwen's belly apart alive. The other Chiwen had very little time!

"Open!"

At the critical moment of life and death, these favored sons and daughters of heaven all reacted. Every one of them brought out a treasure to defend themselves. Buzz, buzz, buzz—rays of light blossomed, forming shields above their heads.

"Useless!" That Chiwen swooped down. Bang, bang, bang—the light shields shattered on contact, their delaying effect negligible. It was a Five-Phase Bright Immortal, after all. Even if these juniors