They had already made their move, and stopping now was easier said than done, so they had to continue reluctantly.
However, a moment later, by this time, the players had exhausted most of their strength, yet they still hadn't caused any harm to the middle-aged man.
Even the ordinary players were becoming aware of the problem.
The five exchanged glances without any hesitation and retreated together.
"Retreat!"
At a low shout, the players who were still attacking were startled, but they quickly realized what was happening and retreated explosively.
"You think you can come and go as you please? You're really underestimating me," the middle-aged man said with a gap-toothed smile, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
The next moment, he made his move.
Demonic Qi transformed into a sweeping sword, and where it passed, many players had no power to resist and were killed on the spot.
"No good! Everyone run, this demon beast is not Xuan-level, it's King Level!"