The longer Habibullah fought, the more alarmed he grew, and the less certain he felt. He could not understand how things had turned out like this.
He naturally knew the Four Women's cultivation methods and strength, but what was this joint attack technique? He had received no intelligence about it at all.
Even more outrageous was that the Four Women's saber and sword technique completely countered his Nine-Turn Heaven and Earth, preventing him from unleashing its full power.
Although he had neutralized countless moves from the Four Women, every time he neutralized one, they produced another variation. Their moves had endless variations, leaving him utterly baffled. Just how many moves were there? How could a single cultivation method have so many variations?
But it was already too late for him to puzzle it out. Under the Four Women's pressure, he could only keep retreating.
As time passed, three of the Six Great Kings had already fallen. They had not died, but they were severely wounded and unable to fight again. Only with support from several envoys could the remaining three kings barely hold their own against Ran Chou.
Yet Ran Chou's demonic might had not diminished. These men probably could not last much longer before following in the footsteps of those before them.
Habibullah's eyes reddened, and he began to grow anxious. Although the Four Women had entangled him for the moment, wounding him would not be so easy for them.
His life was not in danger, but the others were in an entirely different situation. Ran Chou alone had almost defeated the Six Great Kings on his side, and even the envoys who had gone to reinforce them had been plunged into danger.
Besides that, he was even more worried about the other Heavenly Demon Sect experts rushing here.