The armored soldiers brought here by Yan Heluo were all elites, each being one in a thousand. Meanwhile, the dozens of men who were leaping towards Wu Qi were all having the cultivation of peak Houtian. Among them, two had their body faintly emanating ripples of innate energy. Obviously, they were only one step away from breaking through to Xiantian realm.
It was as if they were skillful in some kind of a converging melee tactic. The tens of people were leaping toward Wu Qi from all directions, stretching and grabbing their hands at Wu Qi's neck, shoulders, elbows, wrists, chest, knees, and all other vital joints on his body.
