章 1780: The blood pool

The human powerhouses were shocked. In the face of such a powerful confrontation, just the aura alone was enough to make them feel intimidated.

Instead of advancing, the human ancient martial art practitioner retreated a thousand feet away in an instant.

A sharp sword shape emerged around Yunxiao, exuding an extremely fierce sword will of stellar energy. As it buzzed and trembled, the boundless will of spiritual mountains and rivers came.

"Thousand-fold peak!"

"Boom boom boom!"

A surge of power burst out from the sword, and the entire zither prison was instantly shattered.

Under the joint attack, the two demons immediately felt their palms hit a steel plate and were jolted back.

The arms of the two men suddenly burst open, bursting into a bloody mist. They screamed and were sent flying with heavy injuries.

Yao Zhe was shocked as well. The string cage was broken, and the lute made a hurried sound. Blood dripped from his fingertips.