Impossible as Ants to Shake a Mighty Tree, I Have become Invincible! (III)

Autumn leaves fell all over the mountain. People on the front yard trembled with fear. Broken limbs were scattered in front of Peach Mountain and blood gushed from people's gashes. Dozens of Divine Talismans loomed around the altar. The strongest cultivators looked pale and were seriously wounded. They were coughing blood while fleeing.

The Confinement of Swords around Tang Xiaotang was sliced by the sharp talismans in the air, and became even more terrifying thinner slices of iron blades.

The blood-stained Hierarch stood up from his smashed sedan. Disregarding his wounds, he shouted loudly and pushed forward his left pam. Several bouts of chilling Qi were aimed at Ning Que from afar.