Behind them, the Fire Flood Dragon dragged its hundred-zhang body back a considerable distance, while surging Demonic Essence spread across every scale on its body.
Those fiery red scales glimmered with crystalline light, giving off an indestructible impression.
Its massive head was tucked within its body, its millstone-sized eyes radiating sharp killing intent. While defending itself, it was also waiting for an opportunity to strike.
"What a Big Dipper Seven Stars Formation. Its sword intent alone has put every side on high alert?"
"The power of this move is absolutely no weaker than the Heavenly Sword Art when fully unleashed."
"Though these seven true disciples lack real tempering, their coordination is seamless. Their activation and execution of the move reveal extraordinary foundations. The sect's training is not without reason."
"However... even with the seven joining forces, such a powerful move can likely only be used once or twice at most. Judging from the reactions of Zong Lu and the others, they seem to have anticipated it and prepared accordingly."
"Once this sword falls, it can at most break through one side. The other two sides will certainly seize the chance to attack again!"
Su Shi'er held the Fly Whisk in his hand, his fully gathered True Essence returning to calm as he observed the scene before him.
He knew full well that Xu Yang still harbored resentment over the Dustless Sword and bore a grudge against him.
Xu Yang had even revealed killing intent toward him several times in secret. Every time, Xu Yang had concealed it well, but he could not hide it from someone as experienced and sharp-minded as Su Shi'er.
Su Shi'er was not without thoughts on the matter.
But that... did not affect his assessment of the other party's sword formation or his analysis of the