The twenty-two black-robed figures were all immensely powerful, each having cultivated a Divine Martial Body. Moreover, they coordinated flawlessly in battle, with almost no openings to exploit, trapping Ning Xiaochuan and the other six firmly within the valley.
The black-robed leader possessed the greatest cultivation. Within a radius of thirty meters around her body lay the range covered by her Profound Qi. Once her Profound Qi circulated, even boulders weighing a thousand jin would shatter with a bang.
Had Ning Xiaochuan not held her back, the six of them might already have died in battle.
Pfft!
Gu Lande of the Great Dragon Martial House was slashed across the back by a burly black-robed figure, blood pouring from the wound.
Gu Lande had already had one arm crippled by the black-robed leader. Now, grievously wounded again, he let out a miserable scream. His steps staggered, and he was dragged into the crowd by six black-robed figures, hacked apart beneath a storm of blades until he became chunks of flesh and blood.
A young expert of the Divine Body Second Level had died just like that!
The remaining few were all terrified, cold sweat beading on their backs as despair rose within them. The black-robed figures were simply too brutal. Once they killed an opponent, they would not even leave a whole corpse behind.
It was to achieve the effect of Killing the Heart.
The black-robed leader hurled out the Second Grade Profound Weapon, the Bronze Treasure Wheel. It transformed into a tornado and swept Zi Jing of the Purple Veil Martial House into the raging winds.
Zi Jing had a graceful, alluring figure, shrouded in a layer of violet Profound Qi mist. She unleashed a sword-art divine ability, yet she was utterly unable to escape the violent gale.
She was swept