The broken blade of the dagger flew above Gu wuxiang's head, and then the top of his head was filled with lightning!
Even though the magical treasure produced by the armament family had been broken into two, it still lasted for a moment under the bombardment of the lightning. Then, it was split into countless pieces by several huge bolts of lightning that were entangled together!
Gu wuxiang's half-skeletal face was illuminated by the lightning. The broken blade of the mysterious dagger shattered, and the lightning poured straight into the center of the formation.
At this moment, the eight Phantoms standing on the formation suddenly moved in unison. They appeared beside Gu wuxiang in a flash, surrounding him!
The shadows of the eight cultivators unsheathed the long swords at their waists at the same time, expressionless. The sword light slashed out and converged into a Silver River, blocking the lightning outside Gu wuxiang.
