"Go!" As soon as the syllable fell, Number Seven darted out, disappearing in a flurry of afterimages!
At this moment, the six Orange Tier warriors were completely flustered, their legs and lips trembling violently, as the fear of death engulfed their hearts!
They knew, Number Seven decided to flee because there was no hope of victory!
The fate of those left behind to cover the retreat would surely be death!
"I'll chase, you deal with them." Di Lunhui's voice was devoid of any emotion, and he turned to pursue in the direction Number Seven had fled!
His speed was extremely fast, even faster than Number Seven's, kicking up a storm of yellow sand, making it difficult for the Celestial God Level experts present to see with the naked eye!
The yellow sand had not yet dispersed, and the remaining eleven Dragon Gods simultaneously attacked!
Qin Jiuyou suddenly raised the dragon-patterned staff in his hand and smashed it violently onto the ground!
