Dozens of black-clad martial artists launched an attack.
All of them were Heavenly Extreme Realm experts, with the stronger ones reaching the third and fourth layers of the Heavenly Extreme Realm.
The leader was even a fifth-layer Heavenly Extreme Realm expert.
Xiao Yi remained unafraid.
In the air, a cold white sword shadow suddenly flashed by.
As the sword shadow fell, a frosty bloodstain appeared on the throats of the dozen martial artists.
In Xiao Yi's hand, at some unknown time, the Blizzard Sword had transformed into the Cold Flame Sword.
The figures of the dozens of rapidly approaching black-clad martial artists instantly froze in place.
In the next second, hiss... hiss... hiss...
The frost on their throats dissipated, and a column of blood spurted out.
The dozens of black-clad martial artists collapsed to the ground, dead.
In Xiao Yi's perception, in the distance, there were still many black-clad martial artists rushing over from all directions.
