Zi Kun's strike landed precisely on the junction between the spearhead formed by Xiang He's battle formation and the shaft. Under normal circumstances, even if that spot were hit, Xiang He would have been able to defend it.
But now, his entire battle formation was in a state of lost control and unbalanced power. Xiang He had no confidence that he could still withstand it.
If that point was breached, the transmission of power from the formation eye where he stood would be cut off. The battle formation would collapse without being attacked further, and the opponent could then follow up with another strike to decide victory and defeat in an instant.
Xiang He grew anxious. His gaze swept over—and he saw Xiang Fengsheng at the middle of the hammer handle. Due to the warhammer's change, he had stepped out of position; while extending the hammer handle, he had happened to switch places with Xiang Mei and linked up with Zi Kun at the hammerhead!
This was an extension of the attack's control over power. Xiang Mei, who had just been attacked, rapidly shifted positions with the three behind her, because a great deal of power still remained accumulated within her body from her recent defense.
At this moment, the hammer handle was attacking the spear's vital point, and the opportunity would vanish in the blink of an eye. If Zi Kun used his bloodline to drive a transfer of power again, it would not be as fast as this shift of positions. Xiang Mei could instantly deliver a heavy blow!
The offense and defense of battle formations changed in the space of a breath—this was precisely what gave enemies the worst headaches. Xiang He's eyes met Xiang Fengsheng's in an instant. At that very moment, as though he were