Above Willow Leaf Holy Manor, Pei Chang had already unleashed who knew how many Saint Martial-level killing blows, yet he still could not break the formation.
Unable to contain his fury, he shouted, "Willow Leaf Holy Manor, are you turtles or something?"
In response, Ye Wucan had gradually calmed down as well. He had never encountered Saint Martial Stage warriors before and had been terrified beyond measure, but now he finally understood that Saint Martial Stage warriors feared formations too.
So the defensive grand formation of their Willow Leaf Holy Manor was actually this powerful.
At that thought, he unexpectedly hardened up again and roared back, "Come on, then! Fucking keep blasting it!"
At this moment, Ye Wuzhi had also sensed Old Xin leading troops their way. Raising his head, he shouted, "War Saint Ganmo, next you'll face the pincer assault of our army-slaying formations. I'd like to see whether Saint Martial Stage warriors truly are undying and indestructible."
The next instant, Leng Sha also let out a low roar. "We're opening the grand formation now."
Those words were, of course, still directed at Pei Chang...
But the moment they were spoken, Ye Wucan and the others' expressions changed drastically as they howled inwardly: Open your mother! We never planned to open it at all.
Damn it, who the hell told you to make decisions on your own?
Yet Pei Chang's expression shifted slightly. Naturally, he could sense Old Xin's troops charging over. Naturally, he could not know that Ye Wucan and the others were timid as mice. Thus, in that instant, Pei Chang began to entertain thoughts of retreat...
A full-force strike from Willow Leaf Holy Manor's army-slaying formation, combined with the Tyrant Soul Army-Slaying Formation now rushing over, was indeed more than he could withstand.
With that thought,