Suddenly, the field was filled with a burst of light. Eight combat techniques forced the air around to crackle and pop.

These people, wielding spears, swords, or blades, simultaneously launched fierce attacks at Xu Wuzhou's vital points.

As their weapons sliced through the air, they stirred up a fierce gale, shaking the heart. Eight strikes landed simultaneously, leaving a profound impact.

Xu Wuzhou's pupils contracted sharply, and without holding back, his entire aura surged dramatically. A fierce wind howled around him.