Chương 1180: Reversal of the Situation

When Su Mo charged at Wu Tianyu again, the twenty-eight Natal Spiritual Swords had already scattered away, shuttling through the air like bolts of lightning.

"Kill"

A tall, stout man of the Sorcerer Tribe was intent on attacking Hai Mingjiang with a battleaxe.

The battleaxe, like an enlarged sword, sank down from the sky at Hai Mingjiang.

Hai Mingjiang held a long spear, ready to attack.

Bam!

A light flashed past and the tall man's head burst into a bloody mist.

More than 20 geniuses of the Sorcerer Tribe were hunting down Xi'er, and their attacks came upon her in torrents.

Xi'er held a long blue sword and waved it to the right and left to ward off the attacks, while shrouding herself in a sea of sword Qi.

Facing more than 20 enemies, Xi'er stood no chance of fighting back. She could only defend and dodge the attacks.

In a while, six Light Ones flitted past.

Bang! Bang! Bang!