After recognizing Ye Gubai's face, some of them exclaimed in surprise, "An Easterner!?"
"This is a provocation against us!" someone shouted angrily.
"Let's beat him up! Even if he can fly, we'll bring him down!" someone suggested.
Of the 41 teams, excluding those who died, there are currently 112 people remaining.
With so many people, surely they can't deal with a sneak attacker who only knows how to fly?
The group briefly joined forces and attacked Ye Gubai together.
However, their attacks were easily dodged by Ye Gubai, who was able to fly.
Even the fastest ray-type skill only dealt a few hundred points of damage to Ye Gubai.
This scene shocked everyone, and they didn't know what to do for a moment.
It can't fly, and it can't be hit.
Even if you hit them, the damage isn't enough. They're so unfair, how are they supposed to deal with them?
"The struggle of an ant."
Ye Gubai smiled slightly, not intending to further undermine the confidence of the underground community.
With a flick of his finger, he controlled the nine thousand shattered blades that were waiting to launch an attack.
The blood-red aura that blotted out the sky left the people on the ground with nowhere to hide, forcing them to desperately parry the attacks.
No matter how much they resisted, it was impossible to block all the flying shattered blades.
Nine thousand paths, that's too many.
Even if the remaining 112 people distribute the attack evenly, each person will still have to endure 80 shattered blades.
One strike deals 100 damage; 80 strikes deal 8000 damage.
Within moments, people began to fall one after another.
Such a horrific massacre instilled fear in people all over the world.
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