Wielding a longsword, Lin Feng faced over thirty people without changing his expression, his eyes erupting with insane battle intent.
Over thirty Blast Sword tribe disciples, likewise with their cultivation erupting, their momentum ascending, all connected as one.
The thick killing intent almost materialized into substance.
Many Blast Sword tribe disciples even directly released their Stars.
There were Seventh Grades and Eighth Grades.
But not a single one possessed a Ninth Grade Star.
"Kill!"
The crowd of Blast Sword tribe disciples shouted angrily as they attacked simultaneously.
In an instant, myriad glows interwove and sparkled.
Sword lights were incomparably sharp, sword energies fierce and domineering, palm shadows danced all over the sky, fist powers were as heavy as mountains.
Over thirty attacks, like a splendid starry river, turned into a torrent, rolling towards Lin Feng with an overwhelming force.
Whoosh!
