"Charge!"
"Thirty-four of us together can't handle one cultivator in the same realm? I, Xu Li, can't afford that disgrace!"
"With so many of us, we can wear him to death!"
The many True Flame Realm cultivators swarmed forward.
Not only the group of thirty-four with Seventh Realm combat power, but even some Sixth Realm cultivators unwilling to be kept outside the formation entrance joined the battle.
Although they dared not charge in at close range, they cast spells to interfere from afar.
Their main aim was to participate and contribute a little damage.
Facing the encirclement of so many Sixth Realm cultivators, Li Xian not only felt no fear, but strode forward to meet them head-on, pitting strength against strength. "Hahaha! Come on, that's it! All of you together! Let me see my limits!"
His Fuli True Body, forged of dark gold, charged through the encirclement of mighty cultivators like a metal god or devil.
His Great Luo Limitless Sword Qi sheathed the Dark-Golden Stream of Light as he swept it freely through their ranks.
Kun Gang, who bore the brunt of the attack, unleashed all Fourteen Kun Gang Swords, barely managing to block the sweeping strike's edge.
But the next instant, the Dark-Golden Stream of Light burst apart.
The enormous sword broke into dozens of smaller golden swords, which slammed into his body in a furious bombardment.
"Not good!"
Kun Gang's expression changed drastically. He immediately activated a Seventh Realm Dharma Treasure specially bestowed by his sect and retreated at full speed.
Even so, when a dozen or so small dark golden swords struck his protective Dharma Treasure, they still sent his magic power surging and even shook his viscera, leaving him so uncomfortable that he nearly vomited blood.
Only...
What puzzled him was that after those dozen