"Dugu Feng, go help them. End this quickly."
Watching the battlefield below fall into a deadlock, Ye Lin raised his head and looked toward Dugu Feng in the distance.
Dugu Feng nodded lightly, then led the sword cultivators behind him as they transformed into streaks of sword light and charged downward.
The Tenfold Sequence and the thousand sword cultivators of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect standing behind Ye Lin also had a flicker of eagerness in their eyes, but since Ye Lin had not spoken, they did not dare act rashly.
"Fuck, these dog bastards are hiding and skulking like old women. If you've got the guts, come out and fight us fair and square!"
"I'm fucking done with this. I've never fought such a suffocating battle in my life. Fuck, damn it."
"If you've got the balls, get out here! Get out here!"
Curses filled the battlefield below as the Forbidden Void disciples, enraged beyond measure, hurled endless abuse at the surrounding space.
Those bastards were hiding in their holes like rats, refusing to come out, yet every now and then they would loose a cold arrow at them.
It gave them the stifling feeling of having strength but nowhere to use it.
Never in their lives had they been so aggrieved. They were practically being suffocated to death.
Boom, boom, boom.
Yet the next moment, streak after streak of sword light crisscrossed the area, forcing out those who had been hiding.
At this sight, the hulking men burst into laughter.
"Many thanks, comrades!"
Looking at those cold figures in the sky, Mo San rubbed his shiny bald head and laughed heartily before turning a face full of cruelty toward the cultivators who had been forced out.
Heh heh, now I'll let you learn what cruelty is. You like