Crimson Flame Sword's angry roar, like a branding iron dropped into a muddy pond, instantly caused violently reaction. Demons turned to ash in waves. This sudden counterattack stabilized that small breach.
"It is Brother Tang!"
"Crimson Flame Sword! Brother Tang Xiao Qi is back!"
"Kill! With Brother Tang, drive these demonic bastards back!"
Disciples whose morale had nearly collapsed, seeing that figure swimming against the current in the demonic tide, eyes rekindled fighting spirit!
Surviving disciples spontaneously gathered toward Xiao Qi's direction. Sword light became sharper. Talisman glows also lit up again.
Xiao Qi leaned on Crimson Flame Sword, breathing intensely. Every breath felt like swallowing glowing charcoal. But he could not fall!
He saw those disciples gathering toward him. Many had wounds. But their eyes held rekindled determination and a faint hope.
Must gather them! Must hold here!
Xiao Qi enduring the pain, his gaze scanning the terrain. This area was at the right flank of the plaza, near a relatively intact viewing platform. Behind was a steep cliff. The terrain was relatively advantageous.
"Form circular formation! Body cultivators on outside! Sword cultivators provide cover! Magic and talisman cultivators in center!"
The dozens of surviving disciples acted without hesitation. A small yet structurally complete defensive circle rapidly formed!
"Crimson Flame, rise!"
Xiao Qi thrust Crimson Flame Sword into the ground! The sword body pierced half a foot into the stone. Crimson flames spread, forming a ring of continuously burning fire around the circle's exterior!
This fire ring, though not as intense as before, still significantly restrained low-level demons, greatly reducing pressure.
The demonic tide did not stop. Many more demons and cultivators rushed toward this small circle.
Battle instantly entered white-hot!
Disciples kept falling. But no one retreated!
Xiao Qi stood at the circle's core. But him standing there was itself a banner!
He sometimes commanded sword cultivators to fill gaps. Sometimes reminding body cultivators to watch the flank. His commands were concise and effective.
Under his organization, this circle actually held firm against waves of fierce attacks!
However, Xiao Qi's heart grew heavier. He clearly felt his strength rapidly draining. He might not hold much longer.
Must find a way to break the deadlock! Or await a turning point?
Just as anxious and burning in his heart, suddenly, from the direction toward the main peak, came hurried footsteps, and a clear battle cry:
"Law Enforcement Hall disciples, form 'Seven Stars Demon-Subduing Sword Formation,' support right flank with me!"
Xiao Qi lifted his head sharply!
Dozens of figures in unified blue Law Enforcement Hall attire, like swords leaving their sheaths, rushed from the main peak direction!
At their head, a figure with upright posture, cold clear features. None other than Third Senior Sister, Liu Yun!
She had escaped Black Wind Mountain Range's pursuers, returning first! And brought part of Law Enforcement Hall's elite!
Behind her, Xiao Qi also saw Senior Brother Mu Qingfeng! He was commanding another squad as fresh troops, rushing toward this direction!
Reinforcements! They were reinforcements!
A lifeline in desperate circumstances!
Disciples in the circle let out deafening cheers. Morale instantly surged to the extreme!
Xiao Qi watched Third Senior Sister and Senior Brother rushing over. He leaned on Crimson Flame Sword, straightened his body. His eyes still burned with anger, yet gained a glimmer of hope.
Surviving forces finally converged! Qingxu Temple's fires of resistance were not extinguished!