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Chapter 1183 - 823: Finally Rushed to His Front (6k)_3

Chapter 1183: Chapter 823: Finally Rushed to His Front (6k)_3

From Wuji’s perspective, Li Changhe was undoubtedly strong. However, facing the siege of so many masters, he was bound to fall into a disadvantage.

If Wuji’s earlier assessment of strength levels were to be taken into account, General Li Ba’s current combat power was roughly around an 8.

That was enough to rival most Holders. He was already among the rare strong ones.

But judging from the perception received via the bronze sword, among those currently besieging Li Ba, several were indeed strong ones with power levels between 7 and 8.

This was not good, Li Ba could not remain in a besieged state.

At this moment, Big Iron Pestle shouted, "Wait, Wuji my man. Set me down first. I can’t get any closer. I can’t take so much Divinity at once, my Reaper’s Favor really can’t hold up!"

If Big Iron Pestle’s Reaper’s Favor were to burst forth among such intense Divinity, who knew what could happen? There might be a world-ending flood or maybe an asteroid strike?

Therefore, Wuji nodded, and as they neared the ground, he dropped them all off, shouting, "Move in step by step, I’ll go ahead and provide support!"

Afterward, spreading Dragon Wings, he flew towards the distant battlefield at an even faster speed.

"Sword Brother, when necessary, I will enter the Sword Master State," Wuji said to the bronze sword behind him. "Is that alright?"

"What do you take me for? Even if Li Ba is a descendant of the General, he is also one of Yan Huang’s Descendant, a strong human like myself," the bronze sword replied. "Naturally, I won’t let him be killed by the Evil God... although... why do I feel something ominous? It feels like something very bad related to me is about to happen."

"Honestly, Sword Brother, you’re a sword, after all. What sort of bad thing could happen to you? Are these guys going to chop your edge to bits?" Wuji teased. "You’ve said it yourself, the General and I are a dream team. What could possibly go wrong?"

At this point, Wuji and Xuanyuan Divine Sword’s understanding of the "dream team" was actually somewhat flawed...

....

Elsewhere, the collision of two skills brought the entire Battlefield to a momentary hush. The original cliff stirred up dust and smoke, but the flickering cyan flames within the dust made the players’ hearts sink.

Ominous purple petals and cyan blade light tore each other apart, and the massive impact destroyed the trees in this stretch of the forest.

Watching the purple petals scatter, the white Holder was tremendously shocked.

This Li Ba... he was actually matching his output, matching him as a Holder?

What makes Holders dangerous is their more refined ability to output damage. Once familiar with Divinity, they can often deal over 30,000 damage, effectively crushing all peers of the same level.

And yet, his proud Corruption Spear was actually blocked by Li Ba’s single Mo Blade strike.

Li Ba actually had damage output rivaling a Holder! One-man Army, cyan meteor, Shattered Star, and even damage output comparable to a Holder’s. What kind of monster was this!

The white Holder roared immediately, "Quick! Don’t give him a chance to respond, everyone attack together, don’t fear the curse, I will cure you! Don’t let him draw his bow!"

This was an opportunity not to be missed; get close to him now, surround him!

It must be said that this time, some reacted very quickly – even before the shout was finished.

A crimson figure burst into the dust and smoke, swinging the huge Square Sky Halberd, and slammed it down heavily on Li Ba.

And Li Ba also raised the Mo Blade to block.

With a ’boom,’ the ground under Li Ba’s feet instantly shattered, and his calves embedded into the ground like nails.

The attacker turned out to be the Great Chaos Demon Tian Yong, who had been previously shot down by Li Ba with an arrow!

He had not died in the Heavenly Dragon Fall, but his injuries were extremely severe, with his entire left arm gone and his giant blood-colored wings ragged and tattered.

Barely avoiding a fatal injury, he had refrained from any action.

He was afraid, fearing that he would be shot by an arrow or cyan meteor before getting close to Li Ba.

Hence, he concealed his presence, waiting for the best opportunity to strike. For the Great Chaos Demon worshiping the Blood River to resort to ambush, Li Ba could indeed take pride.

But it was also time to end it! Because Tian Yong had found his opportunity!

Li Ba had switched Titles, laid down his great bow, and stepped away from that damned Bronze Throne!

This was a once-in-a-lifetime chance, for which many players had already lost their lives.

They had to kill him while they had this opportunity!

Get close to him! Engage him in a melee! Don’t give him a chance to draw his bow, don’t let him unleash the cyan meteor!

Tian Yong, one hand wielding the halberd, saw his attack blocked but without any hesitation, he directly aimed a violent knee strike at Li Ba’s chest.

At this moment, he was the Great Chaos Demon, his whole state enhanced. So, he planned to use his overwhelming attribute advantage to deliver a relentless barrage of violent attacks!

Li Ba blocked Tian Yong’s knee strike with his left hand but was still kicked into the air, his body flying.

At this moment, the lurking assassins finally bared their fangs.

They were players assigned to the second team, always lurking within a hundred meters, daring not to make careless moves. But now, they deftly seized the moment.

A player suddenly emerged from the rocks, throwing out a thin thread that tangled around Li Ba’s neck like a spirit snake.

At the same time, the player pulled hard and then drilled back into the ground. Apparently, he intended to strangle Li Ba’s neck to death. Li Ba’s cloak unfurled behind him, clearly trying to twist his body around.

On the other side, another player sprang from the shattered trees, holding a sickle in each hand, leaped up, and with crossed blades, launched a cross-shaped slash that heavily struck Li Ba’s back, shattering his cloak.