The air was scorching, but at this moment, Gao Yi felt a chill on his back.
He reviewed the crushing combat process once more, putting himself in that situation and wondering how long he could last if he were among the crowd.
The first move was a sword technique he had never seen before; although there were only three swords, the momentum was like a sky-high wave of swords. Gao Yi watched as those demon cultivators clumsily defended themselves, their magical treasures suddenly lighting up, yet many figures still fell. He couldn't help but smirk, thinking it was indeed a rabble.
The mysterious master's tactics were clear and straightforward, the sword wave enveloped all the incoming demon cultivators, causing some damage while also disrupting teleportation;
