Within a radius of 10,000 miles, clouds surged.
The seventh level Nascent Soul Realm demons were surrounded by the sword formation and had no choice but to deal with it with all their might.
The sword light collided with the pillar of demonic qi in front of Yan Heng, causing a loud explosion.
Thousands of miles away, in front of the Purple Leopard clan's army, Yan Yang turned his head and revealed a ghastly expression.
"Good, good. So it's to surround and kill our Purple Leopard Clan's Grand Elder."
He was a ninth level Nascent Soul grandmaster, and his divine sense was so strong that he could clearly investigate things tens of thousands of miles away.
30,000 sword cultivators. Such an all-out move to encircle and kill him was real.
Under the long dragon of sword light, Yan Heng had to block and defend the area around him.
Humans had no bloodline power, so their individual strength was extremely weak.
