Sword cultivators possessed the strongest offensive power to begin with, something Xu Qingtong understood deeply. Elder Li had originally been capable of putting up a fight, but the enemy outnumbered them and had killed two Qi Refining disciples from Gloomwind Valley right at the outset, sending his side's morale plummeting.
Zhuang Shengren, too, steeled himself, merged with his sword, and charged at the other Foundation Establishment middle stage cultivator.
Watching the situation on the battlefield, Xu Qingtong kept calculating. Taking advantage of the moment when none of them could spare any attention, he quietly took out three Soul-Piercing Nails and held them in his palm. At the same time, he slowly condensed a Divine Sense Thorn.
The black-robed Foundation Establishment early stage cultivator saw that the two middle stage cultivators had each engaged an opponent and stood watching from the sidelines, hoping to reap the fisherman's reward when the chance arose. For the moment, he did not attack.
Having heard Zhuang Shengren say that someone was secretly helping their side, Li Yiping brought a sword cultivator's sharp attacks to their utmost, pressing the Worryfree Valley middle stage cultivator so hard that he could only defend.
The middle stage cultivator glanced at his remaining fellow disciple, and anger instantly surged within him. He shouted harshly, "Zhang Fusheng, what are you standing around for, brat? Hurry up and give me a hand!"
The instant his attention wandered, the Soul-Piercing Nails in Xu Qingtong's hand shot out together in a triangular formation, flying straight toward the middle stage cultivator's chest.
How could the middle stage cultivator have expected someone else to be lying in ambush? Shocked, he inwardly cried out in alarm and moved to dodge. Li Yiping would never let such an opportunity slip away. Merging with his sword, he turned into