In the next moment, aside from the Shaxue Demon, five of the other seven attacked simultaneously.
In front of Cao Zhen, spells surged forth one after another.
Some were like blood-colored waterfalls crashing down, some spells resembled blood-colored long halberds, some appeared as blood-colored fierce beasts...
Cao Zhen looked around, wondering if these people had lost their minds.
Attacking him all at once!
Yet, there were some spells he dared not casually use. Despite having many victorious spells, most of his success was because his Disciple had won easily. If he displayed those spells in front of so many people and someone recognized his spells, it would be easy for them to link him back to the Hundred Peaks Sect once they escape.
So, he could only continue to use the Golden Sacred Thunder Palm, while at the same time, his Longsword thrust forward.
