Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

"Yeah, I really didn't expect that this guy's stick would actually be the legendary Holy Instrument!"    

"There's a shadow over the Holy Instrument and it's an earth-shattering staff strike. This staff strike is definitely extraordinary!"    

"This won't do, we can't hold back any longer, if not, we might really be pushed back by the rod of Holy Instrument."    

"So what? No matter how strong his Holy Instrument is, he's still just a single person. There's no harm!"    

"Everyone, show us your skills and kill this guy!"    

Immediately, cries of alarm arose as all the people surrounding him activated the Spiritual Energy in their bodies. Their auras surged with a domineering aura to the point where it was peerless.    

Suddenly, waves of tyrannical energy fluctuations began to spread out. The light between the heaven and earth became more and more intense. The blade light and sword shadows spread out like a net from the bottom up, shooting toward Dugu Batian in the sky.    

Dugu Butian was completely fearless as the Long Rod smashed down towards him furiously.    

In that instant, the shadows of the holy spirits shot out like layers upon layers of clouds, surrounding Dugu Batian in all directions. It was as if they were endless, exuding a mysterious and ancient wave of energy.    

"Kill!"    

With a loud shout, Dugu Batian swung his staff down.    

As the holy image revolved around his body, its golden glow was as resplendent as the sun. After which, it completely illuminated the holy image, giving it the appearance of a buddhist shadow, giving one a supreme feeling of righteousness.    

A rod was a type of ultimate weapon.    

But now, with the support of layers upon layers of holy shadows, the power of the Dying Sun Rod exploded out, causing the world to rumble with the sound of thunder as countless terrifying ripples were sent flying into the blade's light.    

"Rumble!"    

Finally, Dugu Batian landed, and the Long Rod in his hand released a thunderous roar as it came into contact with the boundless light.    

At this moment, under the illumination from the surroundings, Dugu Batian looked like a Deity descending from the sky. With an overbearing and fearless might, he landed heavily into the sharp net made by the sword beams and shadows.    

Sharp rays of light began to shine from all directions. Like many sharp blades, they all flew toward Dugu Batian to kill him.    

Dugu Batian's expression did not change as his Dying Sun Rod rose up. In the midst of his Holy Shadow, it turned into a streak of golden light, enveloping his entire body and striking out with a loud sound.    

The holy shadow and the sharp tip collided in the middle of the battle and released an indescribably terrifying and violent force. It swept out in all directions like a raging sea, causing all the trees in a radius of ten meters to be lifted into the air. Sand leaves and flowers were swept high into the air by the fluctuation of the energy, fluttering down as if it was the end of the world.    

In an instant, the entire arena was empty!    

There was only one person!    

That was Dugu Batian!    

He stood proudly in the center, as if he was a Deity descending to the mortal world.    

Ten feet away, the crowd pointed their swords at Dugu Batian and began to attack him nonstop.    

Faintly, Dugu Batian's entire body was covered with countless holy images. These images formed an illusory and mysterious sphere of energy that enveloped him within.    

Outside, a series of blade shadows continued to attack the Saint Shadow Sphere, causing it to tremble continuously, as if it was in danger of being destroyed at any moment.    

However, even so, Dugu Batian was still able to withstand the attacks of fifteen people with his own strength. It was an indescribably tyrannical power.    

However, it was very clear that this situation could not be sustained for too long.    

Dugu Batian was already beginning to tremble, and the Saint Shadow on his staff was becoming more and more illusory, on the verge of disintegrating into smoke.    

Behind Dugu Batian, Chu Mo's eyes were unblinking and his face was filled with shock and dullness. He silently sighed: "As expected of the Sun Cliff Descendant, this sacred shadow is simply too overbearing."    

This was the first time Chu Mo had seen Dugu Batian's holy image, and he couldn't help but admire him from the bottom of his heart.    

After all, not everyone could fight one against fifteen.    

However, Chu Mo could still tell that Dugu Batian would not be able to hold on for long.    

Thinking about it, Chu Mo frowned, and looked back at Tang Xiaodao and the rest.    

At this time, Tang Xiaodao and the others were fighting fiercely with Gai Yuanzhong and the other four. Although they did not have the upper hand, Tang Xiaodao's agile fighting style, the combined sword techniques of Bai Xingwen and Ying Qingyan had actually managed to tear apart their encirclement.    

Just as planned, Tang Xiaodao and the others finally completed their mission together.