The Wang Family members were no pushovers either. The moment they sensed something was wrong, the spiritual power within them erupted instantly, and they turned to strike out with a palm on instinct.
What greeted them, however, was a massive purple sword beam stretching a thousand zhang.
Bang!
With a muffled boom, the collision of their powers whipped up a violent gale, sending both sides reeling backward.
"Who are you?!" The Wang Family members stared coldly at Ye Yu and demanded.
Ye Yu had no intention of answering them. He raised his hand and slashed out three more swords.
Since it was already a fight to the death, why waste breath on nonsense?
Three sword beams came slashing down. All seven of them acted at once. Unlike their instinctive attacks just now, they were now using Spiritual Skills.
Overwhelming spiritual power howled into form and charged fiercely at the sword beams Ye Yu had unleashed.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Amid violent explosions, the shockwaves from the clash of spiritual power nearly destroyed the entire Seven Suspended Sect.
For a moment, both sides fell into a stalemate. Yet the Wang Family members had overlooked the fact that their backs were now against the Nine Nether Blood Spring.
In the distance, Wang Yue gritted his teeth as he watched, his expression growing increasingly frigid. That damned bastard just had to force his hand!
Seeing streams of spiritual light already flying toward this place from afar, Wang Yue narrowed his eyes and circled behind the others.
At the sight, the corners of Ye Yu's lips curled upward. With a wave of his hand, three bronze fragments appeared in his palm and shot outward.
Under the spiritual light and the cover of night, the three Haotian Mirror fragments were inconspicuous. Before long, they began circling