Chapter 941

They were all veterans of a hundred battles.

Each one possessed the strength to rival an ordinary Innate Realm warrior.

In an instant, they smashed through the wooden door.

And just at this moment.

A cold voice came from the roof.

"Get out of the way. Those who block me, die!"

Then, a figure descended.

It was none other than Zhao Xing.

He stretched out his palm.

A sharp blade instantly tore through the void, slashing downward.

Sword Qi crisscrossed, extremely sharp.

Following a loud bang.

Dozens of Tier 7 or 8 Saint existences were sent flying directly.

Their bodies hit the ground, clearly devoid of life.

Zhao Xing's gaze was incomparably cold.

The others couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

Especially those Tier 4 or 5 Saint Kings, who were even more horrified.

Zhao Xing's strength was too great.

Although they could sense that his cultivation was still at the Tier 6 Saint level.

Such combat power was enough to shock anyone.

Therefore, even those Zhao family disciples who had been preparing to attack stood rooted to the spot, not daring to advance an inch.