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In the sky, two powerful auras intertwined and clashed, like raging fire amidst a tempest, burning fiercely.
Wang Buxing hovered in midair, his gaze piercing as he coldly stared down at Man Shan. "You’re quite quick on your feet," he remarked. "You even sent Li Tianyang!"
Hearing this, Man Shan's expression darkened, but a sinister smile crept onto his lips. "Hmph, that kid has a unique constitution and boundless potential. If he grows stronger, how could I rest easy? Today, he will undoubtedly die!"
Before his words had fully settled, Man Shan surged forward like a ferocious beast from the wild. He gripped the Barbarian God Hammer tightly, swinging it with such force that it seemed capable of shattering the very heavens and earth.
The Barbarian God Hammer glimmered with an eerie light, exuding an aura of primal power that sent chills down one’s spine.
Seeing this, Wang Buxing flickered out of sight, evading Man Shan's attack like a ghost. He let out a cold snort and retaliated with a thrust of his spear aimed directly at Man Shan's chest. The spear tip shimmered with a chilling gleam, as if it could pierce through any obstacle.
The spear shadow moved like a dragon, slicing through the air with endless killing intent.
Man Shan roared in fury, retreating just in time to narrowly dodge Wang Buxing's lethal strike. His eyes widened with rage as he glared at Wang Buxing, as if he wanted to devour him alive.
"Wang Buxing, don’t get too cocky! Today, I will definitely slay you here!"
Man Shan bellowed again and swung the Barbarian God Hammer once more towards Wang Buxing.
In the sky, the two figures intertwined again as their battle intensified. Meanwhile, Ye Xingchen hovered above the Ye Family Ancestor, his expression grave and surrounded by an indescribable sense of helplessness.
He understood that the situation had reached a critical point; relying solely on his own strength would be insufficient to turn the tide. However, on the edge of despair, he suddenly recalled the three Saint Cards he had yet to use.
A spark ignited within Ye Xingchen's heart as he seized a moment of respite in the battle and issued a command to the System in his mind: "System, summon the Saints immediately!"
His voice was light, yet it carried an undeniable firmness.
Suddenly, a pleasant sound echoed from the system: "Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully summoned Ye Yun, Saint; Ye Feng, Saint Level Seven; Ye Ming, Saint Eightfold."
Upon hearing the system's response, a glimmer of uncontainable joy flashed in Ye Xingchen's eyes. He knew well that while these three Saints could not completely alter the course of the battle, they could at least buy him some time and help him hold off a few Saints.
With that thought in mind, Ye Xingchen swiftly raised his hands, instantly summoning three figures.
In the distance, three silhouettes streaked across the sky like shooting stars, descending with immense pressure that shook the air around them.
The onlookers were initially taken aback by this sight, but as they recognized that the three figures were merely from the Saint Realm of Cultivation, disdain began to rise within them.
However, at that delicate moment, a member of the Wang family flickered into motion like a ghost and launched a fierce surprise attack on Li Tianyang. After executing the strike, he swiftly retreated and stood firmly before Ye Xingchen.
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