After a fierce battle for a moment, more than a dozen people had already fallen. These people were truly fearless; they seemed to have no fear of death, as if death did not represent eternal sleep, but rather a journey to another extremely beautiful world. It seemed like they were competing to die.
Jiang Xiaobai was still doing fine, his cultivation allowed him to deal with these masters, but Bai Feng was different. Under the joint attack of so many experts, he was already in a very sorry state, struggling to cope. If it weren't for Jiang Xiaobai behind him, he wouldn't have been able to withstand a few rounds of attacks.
"Kid, what do we do? There are so many of them, I can't hold on much longer," Bai Feng, injured, was shedding blood.
"Come inside," Jiang Xiaobai said.
"Inside? Inside where?" Bai Feng asked in confusion.
Jiang Xiaobai said, "Into my virtual space, leave these people to me."
