Yi Yong'en gritted his teeth at the sight, widening his peach-blossom eyes to glare viciously at Liu Yu, yet there was nothing he could do.
Before he could think further, the attacks of four magical artifacts arrived, slamming one after another into the dark barrier, whose power had already been greatly diminished.
With its power severely depleted, the dark barrier offered only as much protection as an ordinary middle-grade magical artifact. Under the successive bombardment of three middle-grade magical artifacts and one lower-grade magical artifact, it immediately began to shudder, showing signs of instability.
"Don't give him a chance to catch his breath! Keep attacking!"
"Whoever takes the enemy cultivators' leader's life will receive a reward from me!"
Seeing that the effeminate man had used no other means after taking out that black orb, Liu Yu judged that he had nearly exhausted his tricks, like a donkey at the end of its repertoire.
He immediately urged Wu Chang and the others to attack faster, promising them a reward.
Meanwhile, he continued directing the Mother-and-Son Soul-Chasing Blades and the Golden Dragon Sword to entangle the pink seal and the Red Curved Blade, giving them no chance to return and defend their master.
Liu Yu merely controlled his three magical artifacts from afar, occupying most of the effeminate man's attention while maintaining a distance of forty zhang.
At this distance, his artifacts would lose little power when attacking, and he could react in time to whatever trump card the enemy cultivator unleashed. It was just right.
Although the man clearly seemed on the verge of collapse, Liu Yu had no intention of approaching to deliver the killing blow.
He gave the effeminate man no chance to drag him down as well. Regardless of who killed him, his Storage Bag would ultimately fall