The Life-and-Death Arena was already a scene of utter devastation, with traces of fierce fighting everywhere!
Shallow and deep saber and sword scars covered the ground, along with countless shattered weapons and torn garments, all bearing witness to the brutality of this battle to the death.
Amid this chaos, the dozens of corpses were the most striking sight.
They lay scattered haphazardly across the ground. Some were already mangled beyond recognition, while others still wore the terrified expressions they had died with.
The shock waves of the attacks kept tossing these corpses back and forth, as though they were recounting the savage battle that had just unfolded.
Yet amid this bloody scene, no one paid the corpses any attention.
The battle between the two sides had reached a fever pitch. Everyone's eyes were red with bloodlust, and only one thought remained in their minds-kill the enemy!
Ming Hao wielded the Burial Life Blade, each slash brimming with the power of thunder, like bolts of lightning streaking across the sky.
His attacks raged like a violent storm, leaving his enemies struggling to respond and barely able to fend him off.
Opposite him, Xu Hu, Liu Yue, and the other disciples ranked on the sect's Spirit Transformation Realm combat strength leaderboard fought at the forefront. Their strength was no trifling matter either.
Su Yan and the other members of the Fox Tribe kept casting illusions from the sidelines, disrupting Ming Hao's vision and judgment and leaving him unable to bring his strength to bear.
After driving Xu Hu back once more, Ming Hao seized his chance and swung his blade straight at Su Yan's head.
Yet his opponents coordinated with extraordinary precision. Jiang Zhirou and Liu Yue charged in like phantoms with several disciples, surrounding Ming Hao in an instant.
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