The White Asura

Since the leader of the group from the Flying Dragon Sect had charged out, the others had no choice but to follow even if they were unwilling and afraid. Moreover, they knew their leader was right. If they went all out, perhaps, they would have a chance to survive. If they ran away now, there was no doubt they would die. Even if they knew not all of them might survive this fight, at least there was still a chance of survival.

"Kill!"

"Attack!"

"So what if he's Ximen Long Xiang?! Let's kill him today. Let the Tai Yi Sect know that their strongest King of Gods is killed by the disciples of the Flying Dragon Sect on the King Battlefield!"

The group of more than 30 people from the Flying Dragon Sect charged out fiercely as weapons appeared in their hands one after another. At the same time, they mobilized their Divine Energies and the laws they had comprehended. None of them dared to hold back their strength.