C81

"Brat, you can restrain a few of them. I can't handle them all by myself." Sharp scale's voice resounded in his mind.

"Sword slave, Zhao Zhu, Dong Xu, Bai Fei, bring your men and stall these people. Don't kill them." Dozens of Spirit Transformation cultivators charged at him, and for a moment, the sound of their charge rang out endlessly.

Since they couldn't kill Hong and the others