Jingwei Filling the Sea!
Xu Shu was still holding on!
But the First Master's hook was extremely sharp, after withstanding five strikes, the shield of Jingwei Filling the Sea was broken.
The hook pierced into the flesh, but couldn't penetrate through the bone, making a clang sound, the hook chain broke again.
"Iron Bone? This is Iron Armor."
"I've never seen Iron Armor this formidable."
"Tsks, good, good, good! This time, the main meeting will be very pleased!"
The three Masters had cheerful expressions on their faces.
Followers flocked behind them, flattering with obsequious laughter.
Demons ran riot.
Xu Shu clenched his teeth, holding the "Wuwei Hourglass" in his hand, unsure who to throw it to.
Would it be useful?
Useless.
Three Third-Rankers teaming up, with dozens to hundreds of First and Second Rankers backing them up, so many people ganging up on him, a Second Raker—it was already a miracle among miracles that he had lasted up to this point!
