After the first wave of attacks, countless sword lights fell like meteors.
In an instant, the Sword Cultivators who had been overwhelming were reduced by more than half.
Even someone as strong as Li Jingxing was now bearing several wounds.
The most severe one almost shattered half of his body.
Even so, he still didn't back down in the slightest; instead, he shouted loudly.
"Attack again!"
Boom!
All the Sword Cultivators burned their last bit of strength, converging into a towering sword light, attacking the evil creatures ahead.
But at this moment, the figure of the Nine-Headed Serpent suddenly appeared before the evil creatures, and he cackled eerily.
"Truly touching, but what's the use of this?"
Saying so, he proactively stepped forward, blocking the sword light.
Under the rule that he was immune to any second attack, the places his body passed through quickly dissipated the sword light like snow.
