After a breath, except for the white old man at the pinnacle of the tenth level, the last practitioner at the late stage of the tenth level was finally killed by a combined attack of Yang Ba to Yang Eleven.
'This is the time!' The black-clad old man whispered.
Hoo
His figure flashed quickly towards Yang Ba to Yang Eleven, while at the same time, the momentum on his body exploded, almost increasing several times over in an instant.
A powerful domain force swept the corpse up.
'Damn!'
Yang Ba to Yang Eleven's faces paled. Originally, when they killed this person, they planned to collect this person's corpse by their side, but their domain power simply could not compete with the opponent's.
The opponent's strength had surpassed theirs by too much.
Moreover, it was also too unexpected.
Presumably, the opponent had been hiding their strength and waiting for this moment.
The opponent is too cunning.
Presumably, from the moment the opponent discovered that they were collecting every corpse they killed, they were planning for this moment.
This corpse was a late-stage 10th-level realm in life, and it was also the most powerful among those 10th-level cultivators, one corpse being worth several.
At this moment, they also discovered that the stronger the corpse, the more energy it can let the Bloodsword absorb.
If the other party succeeds in obtaining this corpse, it will be a great gain.
It has been worth the effort to hide.
Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he did not say a word.
'Black Old...'
On the other side, the Bloodsword of Heaven and Earth was startled and lost his voice.
This eruption by Black Old was not a problem, but it almost put him in danger.
Fortunately, Black Old retreated to his side the moment he snatched the corpse.
'Young master, don't worry!' Black Old whispered.
At this moment, his mind had not yet been completely seduced by the Blood Sword.
However, it was hard to say about this matter.
After all, the battle had not yet ended.
Human thoughts often changed in an instant, and now was not the time for him to return the Blood Sword to the Heaven-Tilting Blood Sword.
'Heh heh heh!'
As he spoke, the Black Old Master waved his hand, and the Blood Sword in his hand once again sent out dozens of blood rays to block Yang San's and Yang Qi's attacks.
Sure enough, after his strength had exploded, it never fell again, and even his current attacks were much stronger.
His strength had been revealed, so there was no need to hide it anymore.
In an instant, not only did he block the attacks of Yang San to Yang Qi, he also launched a heavy counterattack against Yang San to Yang Qi, which made Yang San to Yang Qi respond quickly.
Fortunately, at this time, Yang Ba to Yang Eleven had already freed their hands.
The nine people joined forces to attack the black-clothed old man, quickly leaving him flustered.
The combined strength of nine Level 10 peak martial artists is no joke, and even an early Level 11 martial artist can hold their own for a while.
Not to mention, the black-clad old man still has to protect the Heaven-Tilting Blood Sword.
However, Yang San to Yang Eleven did not attack the Heaven-Tilting Blood Sword much.
As long as the Heaven-Tilting Blood Sword is there, the black-clad old man still has to protect it. Once the Heaven-Tilting Blood Sword is gone, the black-clad old man will have no more worries, and that will truly be the time of a fierce battle.
The face of the Heaven-Tilting Blood Sword kept changing.
His safety now completely depends on the fact that Yang San to Yang Shiyi are not attacking.
If Yang San to Yang Shiyi, some drag the old man, some attack him, then he is in danger.
Not to mention Yang San to Yang Shiyi, just say Lin Yun and Xia Qingqing and others attack him, he is also in danger.
Without the Blood Sword, his strength is only at the early stage of Level 10.
With this kind of strength, something can easily go wrong.
This kind of situation where his life depends on the whim of others makes him very uncomfortable.
However, he could not leave.
He was only at the early stage of the tenth level. If he left, any one of these peak-level tenth-tier robots could easily catch up with and kill him.
He had reached a dilemma.
At this point, he wished that the black-clad old man would become stronger as soon as possible.
In fact, this was the case.
Seeing the nine people joining forces, he found it difficult to deal with them.
The black-clad old man then looked for an opportunity to let the Blood Sword absorb the essence of those corpses again.
After plunging the sword into the corpse of a late-stage 10th-level expert, the bloody light on the blood sword radiated, turning the black-clad old man's entire face red.
Naturally, his strength also increased.
Lin Yun's brows furrowed even tighter.
Yangyi and Yanger were attacking another peak-level 10th-level cultivator in unison. Although their strength exceeded that of their opponent, it was not by much, and it would not be easy to resolve the situation in a short period of time.
With just Yang San to Yang Eleven, I'm afraid they can't deal with this black-clad old man.
That bloody sword is too strange, and it's still enhancing the strength of this black-clad old man, making it impossible to see the limit.
'I wonder if I can delay until then...' Lin Yun whispered.
An indistinct force of the realm surrounded him, preventing his barely audible voice from escaping.
Just now, he had purchased a robot with the strength of an early-stage Level 11 martial artist on the Universal Trading System, but the transmission would take time.
It should take about a minute.
A minute may seem like a short time, but the pace of this battle is fast.
He was worried that something unexpected might happen in the meantime.
'Hum...'
Just then, next to Lin Yun, a powerful psychic attack came from the black-clad old man.
'Qingqing?'
Lin Yun even turned his head to look at Xia Qingqing next to him.
The attack just now was precisely sent by Xia Qingqing.
However, Xia Qingqing's strength was too weak, and the level of this battle was too high, even he could not get involved in it. Would Xia Qingqing's attack be useful?
"Brother, I just felt that the psychic attack had a significant effect on the bloody sword. If I use my psychic power to attack him, it might buy some time...'
Xia Qingqing said.
Obviously, she had heard what Lin Yun had just said.
Lin Yun was taken aback, quickly nodded, then turned back to watch Yang Sanzhi, Yang Shiyi, and the black-clad old man fight.
'Damn it!'
At that moment, Xia Qingqing's spiritual power had already attacked the black-clad old man. One could see that the bloody sword and his body had a momentary darkening of the bloody light, which quickly recovered, but one could faintly feel that it was not as bright as before.
It was clear that Xia Qingqing's spiritual attack had an effect on the black-clad old man, and it was not a small one.
'That spiritual cultivator...'
Qingtian Xueshan's eyes narrowed.
The Bloodsword's abilities were very powerful, but it was not without weaknesses. A spiritual attack was the Bloodsword's nemesis.
Unexpectedly, a little peak-level 9th-order spiritual cultivator dared to get involved in this battle.
Under normal circumstances, a little peak-level 9th-tier spiritual practitioner is not enough for the Blood Sword to kill with a single sword.
But now, the Black Old Man is being besieged by nine peak-level 10th-tier experts, and the influence of this kind of spiritual attack cannot be ignored.
'It actually has an effect...' Lin Yun was surprised.
'Hum-hum-hum...'
At this moment, a variety of powerful spiritual attacks were rapidly sent out from Xia Qingqing's hands, constantly attacking the Black-clad Old Man.