The four ninth level experts were in a combat formation currently. They were emitting a torrential killing intent. After forming a formation, they even dared to fight against Devil Masters and were thus confident of facing Xue Ying. One of them, a white-haired blood-robed old man, softly swished his sleeves.
The movement seemed as light as a wind blowing on a cloud, yet it was a killing move.
After all, not every Primal Chaos expert loved close combat. For instance, Xue Ying in his previous life rarely engaged in close combat after comprehending the Mirage and illusory realm.
"Mn?"
Xue Ying's expression slightly changed.
