Even though they were nervous, there was no reason to withdraw their swords.
Hence, the two cultivators dressed in black shouted to embolden themselves, raising their swords and forcefully slashing downward.
Clank!
The sharp blade lights were only inches away from the Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciples when an invisible force blocked them.
Those two cultivators in black were shocked, and they were taken aback.
Soon, they saw a faint luster at the edge of their blades.
The radiance was just like a massive, upside-down bowl that covered all the Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciples.
“Defense array!”
The two cultivators in black immediately realized what went on, and their hearts trembled.
Then, a terrifying chill dripped into the bottom of their hearts like a drop of ice water, instantly freezing their blood.
“Sh*t!”
The two wanted to retreat.
“Eight-Shadowed-Fists!”
The next second, a thunderous sound rang behind their heads, immediately shattering their souls.
Crackle and rattle!
As soon as the shadowed fists blasted out, everyone had an illusion that Caspian suddenly grew dozens of arms.
Those two cultivators in black were swallowed into the shadows of punches as if they were a small wooden boat that fell into a stormy sea, about to be crushed into pieces.
A large splatter of blood splashed out, followed by the sounds of bones being broken.
In the blink of an eye, those two cultivators in black were like rags drenched in blood.
Then, they flew out and slammed heavily into the ground.
Not only that, but their bodies were also twisted in a weird angle, and after convulsing a few times, they died.
The corner of Ozul and the others’ eyes twitched when they saw the scene, and they all looked at Caspian in a different light.
Lennon was the first to speak, and he uttered through gritted teeth, “This brat…”
In fact, he sounded embarrassed and angry.
Lennon was a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm, and he knew that it was not difficult to win against the seven disciples within his realm.
However, it was extremely difficult and almost impossible to kill the seven people with a nearly crushing advantage.
Yet, it was apparent that Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciple in front of Lennon did not use all of his strength to kill the seven cultivators.
Furthermore, judging from his calm and relaxed appearance, that was just like a warm-up for him.
Almost all of the seven mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivators were blasted into pulp with just a few simple moves.
Ozul gathered his thoughts and squinted, growling, “As expected from the guy who killed Brayden… Let’s go!”
The rest of them finally took the matter more seriously, and they all looked at Caspian, taking out their weapons.
Liliana’s choice of weapon was a pair of seventh-grade crooked hooks, and their surface was shiny.
One would wonder how many heads of creatures were cut off by those hooks.
Lennon raised his hands, and the heavy arm guards were his best defense and attack tools.
On the other hand, Ozul used an eighth-grade curved longsword, and its blade was twisted.
Its surface was engraved with ghastly black lines, obviously an inscription.
Harvey took a step back.
Among the four of them, he was not good at close combat but great with formations.
At that time, 16 array flags suddenly appeared in his hands.
The surface of the banners glowed, and there seemed to be silk threads connecting them.
As the array flags swayed slightly, it immediately triggered a wave of spiritual tides.
The four of them were yet to launch an attack, but the sudden oppressive force that burst out made the surrounding air dense.
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