The hidden weapons technique the twenty or so Tang Sect elites possessed were rather astonishing. With the protection provided by their companions with Abstruse Gold Cloaks, they swung their arms around like wheels and quickly sent out waves of sonic booms. All sorts of sharp metallic hidden weapons moved as if they were sentient. They seemed to be moving around in disorder, but in truth, the hidden weapons masters used different methods to attack the Class One Hall members below them. The speed of the weapons were different, and it caught all of them off guard.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Countless hidden weapons intersected with each other in the air in a dazzling manner. They filled the air like raindrops, causing the people below them to feel chills down their spines.
"Where did all these elites come from?! Tang Sect's Buddha's Sacred Hand is also here…"
