As the red-robed young man flew towards the city at full speed, followed by a bunch of other disciples, the wind blades that the black-robed old man had sent were effortlessly cutting through the air itself, as they beheaded skeleton after skeleton!
In just a few moments, nearly a hundred skeletons had been beheaded or had been cut into half, while another hundred of them had lost at least an arm or a leg!
And yet, by the time that the old man's wind blades disappeared, the skeletons had already covered more than half of the distance between them and the old man and were now less than 50 meters away from him.
At the same time, the skeletons and the undead knights had already spread out, so even if the old man tried to escape, it would be impossible to do so by himself.