"Hehehehe..."
Xiahou Ba, his body engulfed in black, malevolent flames, let out a ferocious laugh as he brandished his long sword, engaging in fierce combat with more than a dozen men in black.
He had multiple injuries, and the scars on his body were shocking.
Blood kept flowing down, and her long, flowing hair covered half of her face. The five-centimeter-long scar on her face was twisted and deformed, looking indescribably ferocious and terrifying.
Among the group of men in black who were besieging him, the lowest level of cultivation was Martial Soul Grade 1, and the highest level was a half-step Martial Saint.
With Xiahou Ba's current martial spirit cultivation level, he is more than capable of sweeping away martial artists of the same realm.
However, the opponent had a large number of people and was also a half-step Martial Saint, so he was always at a disadvantage.
Despite the situation, Xiahou Ba was not at all inferior in terms of momentum. He made strange noises and wildly swung his long sword, fighting with a completely reckless style.
He then hacked and killed several more of the enemy, blood splattering all over him, making him look even more ferocious.
However, he also had several knife wounds on his body.
At this moment, a Martial King of the Ninth Rank stood guard on a nearby boulder. The man frowned, extended a finger, and struck Xiahou Ba's wrist holding the knife with a sharp burst of energy.
Xiahou Ba screamed, his long sword fell to the ground, and he staggered, almost falling to the ground.
He doesn't want to kill Xiahou Ba directly right now.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The group of men in black who were attacking him threw out sharp grappling hooks that pierced Xiahou Ba's body, hooking his bones and rendering him unable to move.
Suddenly a voice came from the other side of the valley.
"So many people are bullying him, you all deserve to die."
Ye Feng strode over, his eyes shooting out two beams of cold lightning, each several dozen feet long...
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