After Han Sen shouted, he immediately tore through space, retreating with all his spiritual power!
He specialized in the path of the assassin, his speed several times faster than other Martial Emperors, quickly escaping to a safe place.
But just because he was fast didn't mean the other Martial Emperors were too!
Xia Feng exerted all his pressure, striving to suppress the three Profound-Tier Martial Emperors with the lowest strength.
These three Martial Emperors immediately felt as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing on them, and their speed visibly slowed!
"No! Lord Ma, save me!!"
Seeing the violent blade light charging at them, the Profound-Tier Martial Artist of the Celestial Xia Dynasty looked up, desperately calling for help from Ma Wuji who was already far away.
"Damn it! These useless fools!" Ma Wuji took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and was filled with rage.
