บท 1632: Crashing Downward

Dao Feng's plan was not bad.

Nine King-Ranked formidable martial artists were present. Although Dao Feng was injured and couldn't attack at the moment, there were still eight others. The remaining twenty-odd people didn't even have to go up. They just needed to offer support from below.

Jiang Yi was very clear of what was about to happen. Although his eyes were closed, his brain was moving furiously; and he soon thought of an idea. He was going to release the Sword Emanations Race beings to hack at them.