"Finished speaking."
He held a sword and a spear in his hands, coldly pointing at a group of independent martial practitioners, including twelve Saint Heir and Holy Daughter level characters.
"All of you, come at me together!!!" Ye Xiu Saint Son declared domineeringly.
Whiz!
With a swift step on the ground, a fierce gust of wind shot out, rapidly charging towards the group of independent martial practitioners indicated by the sword edge.
"Heaven Slaying Thirteen Forms—Second Form!" Ye Xiu Saint Son let out a low roar.
Both his sword and spear suddenly danced wildly, raising two formidable tornadoes, as the black and white Yin Yang Fish converged once more, relentlessly attacking these over eighty independent martial practitioners.
Seeing Ye Xiu Saint Son charging at them, the group of independent martial practitioners he pointed out each felt an intense anger inside.
