The Wudang Seven Sons formed a grand array, with waves of Nihility Sword Qi crazily bombarding the formation, but Wanyan Tianba and others did not just stand by; they stepped forward directly to stop it.
At this moment, the Barbarian God had already extended two arms.
The terrifying pressure swept across heaven and earth.
"Senior, this junior has no strength left," Chen Yuan gave a wry smile. The previous sword had completely drained him, and now holding the True Martial Sword was already a challenge.
He could not possibly slash another sword to stop the opponent.
Most importantly, even if he could deliver another slash, it would likely be futile.
The opponent had already extended two hands, impossible to break.
Chen Yuan knew clearly that once the opponent's true body descended, he would not survive either.
But now, there clearly seemed to be no solution.
Moluo pondered for a moment and said solemnly:
