"Buzz!"
"Boom!"
They stopped their attacks, but Lin Yun did not. With a thought, Lin Yun quickly flashed to a Superior Saint King's side, his Blood Prison Sword slashing down. The next moment, all the defensive layers of this Superior Saint King were shattered.
The blade entered the body, a flash of blood light appeared, and a powerful force of essence blood was absorbed by the Blood Prison Sword once again.
"Not good!"
The complexion of this Superior Saint King changed drastically as he exclaimed in a low voice.
"Retreat!"
The next moment, his body rapidly flew backward.
"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"
"Retreat quickly!"
When one hair moves, the whole body is affected. Seeing the reaction of this Superior Saint King, the other Saint Kings could not help but retreat once again.
As a result, the joint formation they had barely managed to establish immediately fell apart.
Witnessing this scene, Saint King Qingshang's face became overcast.
