"Have a few more people who are not afraid of dying arrived?" Ling Jiu sneered as he looked at the 18 Knights Templars who surrounded him. "Get out of the way if you don't want to die. I have no time for all of you."
"Slash of Light!"
The 18 Knights Templars roared as they drew their Swords of Holy Light. It burst with a dazzling white light as they struck the sword down at Ling Jiu.
18 incredibly sharp sword lights shot out, tearing apart the void, and came in front of Ling Jiu. Typical Sacred would not withstand this attack and be cut into 18 pieces. But was Ling Jiu a typical Sacred?
"You're all biting off more than you can chew."
Shaking his head slightly, Ling Jiu did not dodge but let the 18 Slashes of Light strike him. He took the 18 strikes to the shock of everyone's life.
Everyone was horrified to see the Sword of Holy Light hit Ling Jiu with a loud clunk. But he was unhurt apart from a series of sparks flying all around.