"Damn it, is Old Lu trying to kill us all for his junior brother?!" Liu Dun shouted, his wooden willow arms transforming into shields to instantly block the Grandmaster's attack.
The man, still covered in light gray fur, slammed his fist into Liu Dun's shield, seemingly taking something with him.
The other four took the opportunity to launch an attack.
Qing Shi charged ahead, using sand and gravel to control the opponent's movements.
Wang Wei and Ye Ru moved in perfect unison, constantly posing a threat to Tun Yun.
"call out!"
Suddenly, a steel needle pierced through the bluestone.
All five of them froze on the spot.
"Pfft."
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body, which had turned to sand and bluestone, immediately returned to its original state.
A man with narrow eyes appeared.
"Damn it, there really is a second Grandmaster." Liu Dun cursed.
The four retreated and stood in front of the bluestone.
"Qingshi, are you alright?"
Qing Shi wiped the blood from his mouth: "It's alright, I can hold on for a few more minutes."
"Boss..." Liu Dun was about to ask if they should run away.
Suddenly he shut his mouth, and his entire body was instantly covered by willow wood as he rushed straight toward the Devouring Meteor.
The pale-faced Qing Shi had veins bulging on his forehead.
The golden sands once again restricted the meteorite-devouring operation.
Wang Wei led the two men towards the narrow-eyed man.
The taciturn Qing Shi said weakly, "Junior brother, if you can't kill him with one sword, you'll have to carry me back."
The words fell.
Amidst the billowing smoke, a figure radiating golden light burst forth.
"I should be like a god."
"One sword kills a grandmaster."
An extremely ordinary sword strike was unleashed.
The blood-red hue between heaven and earth deepened even further.
Commanding the main camp, Lu Meng suddenly stood up: "A grandmaster has fallen!"
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