Stop at a touch?
Bullshit. More like stop when your head drops!
Ren Ye ignored the voice in his ears. Gripping the Human Emperor Sword in his right hand, he rushed forward, decisively moving in to finish the job.
Boom!
Crash!
An ancient scepter shattered the glass and flew out of the second floor of the Binhai Hotel, followed by a woman's figure streaking toward them.
Seeing her eldest senior brother's spirit body burning, the woman from the Spiritual Cultivation Society had immediately come out to help.
Bang!
On the ground, Ren Ye countered as the attack came. Holding his sword in both hands, he swung upward like he was hitting a golf ball, knocking the scepter away as he continued forward.
"Aah!"
A soul-shaking howl reached Ren Ye's ears. His body visibly faltered, and his mind briefly reeled.
Another soul-type item. These things had far too much control power.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Taking advantage of that opening, the six members of the Spiritual Cultivation Society, including Brother Chuan, appeared beside Yin Qi.
The surrounding New Year's Watchers immediately grew excited at the sight. Hundreds surged forward together.
"Want a group fight?"
"If you're all joining in, we won't hold back."
"Take your pick. A few hundred of us fight the seven of you, or the seven of you fight a few hundred of us?"
"...!"
They had stayed out of it earlier because the two sides were fighting one-on-one. The New Year's Watchers didn't want a reputation for being afraid of duels and only knowing how to throw their weight around. But now that all the other side's helpers had appeared, they couldn't be blamed for having more people.
Yang Nan led his team several steps forward. Old Liu and the Princess Consort also slowly approached.
Unexpectedly, Yin Qi, whose