Then, Megan sat down in a relaxed mood.
There were so many strong cultivators against Eira; she did not need to do anything herself.
Woola!
Upon her command, the cultivators released their internal energy as they rushed forward toward Eira!
All those cultivators were the top in their sects. Their aura was so powerful that the air distorted. It was a terrifying sight.
“Eira!”
Ambrose’s eyes reddened as he yelled out loud. He wanted to help, but he was extremely weak; he could not exert any force. So, he could only watch in panic.
Eira stood there calmly. There was no emotion on her exquisite face. She did not panic, and she looked arrogant instead.
“Flowing Cloud Sword!”
Eira spat those three words coldly. Then, she waved her long sword in her hands gently.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the weather in the main hall changed. The next moment, an extremely strong current of aura erupted from Eira’s long sword and attacked the cultivators!
“Argh, my hand!”
“Argh!”
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