Chapter 458 Temporary Retreat

As Zhao Hongsheng was sent flying with a strike, he also spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, his complexion instantly becoming much paler.

At this moment, looking at Lin Tianming and his companion advancing towards him, his expression was also quite solemn.

After combat for so long, his current condition was not good. Not only had he sustained some injuries, but his mana was also left with only about ten to twenty percent remaining, a significant decrease in strength.

And across him, Lin Tianming and his allies were not much better off; they, too, had almost drained their mana and had suffered some injuries as well.

By now, including the three of them, more than ten Golden Core Cultivators on the field were all struggling to hold on.

At this time, as Zhao Hongsheng saw the fluid offensive of Lin Tianming and his companion, he hurriedly unleashed an onslaught of attacks to fend them off.

"Boom, boom, boom..."