Lian Youming took his spear in hand and gave the order. The fighters from the various sects who had been struggling to hold on, along with several elders and masters, hurried over.
In single combat, apart from a scant few, everyone present had already exhausted themselves merely fending off their opponents, let alone fighting back.
Now these people were using Miracle Drugs to strengthen their qi-blood and spirit, dramatically increasing their power. Unless they were checked in time, the battle would likely become entirely one-sided.
"I'd say they're trying to finish this quickly and turn their attack on Chen Baihu!"
Zhang Weiyi and the others hurried over as well.
Every one of them was wounded to some degree.
"Where are Li Da and the others?" Lian Youming's thick brows drew together slightly at their miserable condition.
Things had reached this point, yet Li Da, Yang Cuo, and Xu Tian and his group were nowhere to be seen. There had been no sign of an old-era expert like Li Jinglin either.
But on second thought, he felt somewhat reassured.
They must have been protecting certain people in the city. Better to guard against even the slightest possibility.
Not to mention that a supreme expert had lodged a strand of killing intent in someone within the city. With that wish still unfulfilled, there was no guarantee the expert would not strike.
And Gong Wuer, Situ Wudi, and the others had been lured outside the city...
That meant Chen Baihu would have to fight two Mystic Connection Old Monsters alone.
Besides them, quite a few Old-Era Martial Artists had infiltrated the city, waiting for an opportunity to act.
Things looked rather grim.
In truth, these thoughts passed in no more than an instant. Feeling those swelling, menacing qi dynamics, Lian Youming raised a