On the arena.
Ye Xiaofan looked bewildered and suddenly understood the situation.
It seems he really overexerted himself, which led to this scene.
But now, it was too late to say anything. He could only watch as dozens of elderly figures approached him, each gigantic palm slowly descending as if trying to grasp him.
However, just as Ximu and the others were about to approach Ye Xiaofan.
Suddenly.
Boom——!!!
Terrifying auras surged from the peak of the void, everyone was shocked beyond measure.
Ximu and other Sect Elders sensed something, stopping in their tracks and hurriedly retreating.
In the instant that all the Sect Elders flew back, dozens of Ancient Swords tore through the void, landing straight down, inserting themselves around Ye Xiaofan, isolating him, as sword chimes resonated.
Every Ancient Sword emitted a world-destroying Sword Intent, causing cold sweat to drip down the foreheads of the dozens of Elders.
At the same time.
