With this statement, the three immediately attacked in unison, making it difficult for Gou Tuizhi to cope.
Seeing that Gou Tuizhi couldn't find an opening, Tang Geng didn't hesitate. He retreated slightly, his sword finger condensed, and he immediately began chanting a spell.
As the spell chanting deepened, the spiritual artifact sword that had been floating in front of Tang Geng began to tremble.
For a time, the clanging of metal was incessant, as if something hidden within the sword was eager to break free!
"Qianli, Huan!"
With Tang Geng's sharp cry.
The spiritual artifact sword trembled more violently, and then, one by one, swords identical in appearance to the spiritual artifact sword appeared around it, as if shaken off by the spiritual artifact sword.
In just two breaths, the sky was densely packed with a large number of sword bodies.
Seeing that the spell was complete, Tang Geng quickly shouted to Han Lang and the others.
"Retreat quickly!"
Hearing this, Han Lang and the others immediately stopped their encirclement of Gou Tuizhi and retreated to Tang Geng's side.
Tang Geng seized the opportunity, pointed his sword finger, and shouted sternly.
"Qianli, Ji!"
Immediately,
The dense swords, as if guided, flew towards Gou Tuizhi one after another.
Poor Gou Tuizhi, before he could recover from the sudden halt of Han Lang and the others' offensive, Tang Geng's "Thousand Mile Consecutive Strikes" had already arrived.
His eyes filled with shock, and he instinctively prepared to flee.
However, Tang Geng, noticing his intention, quickly urged Zhao Wu and Ma Long on his left and right.
"Zhao Wu, Ma Long, don't let him escape my attack range, restrain him!"
Zhao Wu and Ma Long didn't hesitate, immediately channeling their spiritual energy to fully block Gou Tuizhi's escape route.
For a time, Gou Tuizhi's situation was extremely dire.
If he advanced, he would face Tang Geng's sharp edge!
If he retreated, Zhao Wu and Ma Long were watching menacingly from the side!
And most importantly, although he didn't fear either Zhao Wu or Ma Long individually, if he stopped to fight them, Tang Geng's sword would immediately attack from behind.
It could truly be said that with wolves in front and tigers behind, Gou Tuizhi was forced to defend with all his might against Tang Geng's imposing attack!
Seeing that Gou Tuizhi was unable to divide his attention, Tang Geng immediately reminded Han Lang.
"Hurry up, brother Han Lang! Remember to return in time, otherwise Zhao Wu and I will be in danger!"
"En!"
Han Lang nodded firmly, then his figure flashed, and he quickly headed towards the ground battlefield.
At this time, the ground battlefield had almost been completely overwhelmed by the mutated S-class ability users, and the soldiers were forced to huddle together to defend against their attacks.
The moment the soldiers saw Han Lang's figure approaching, their previously low morale was instantly ignited.
"Look quickly! Deputy Commander Han is here to support us!"
"Great! Now it's our turn to counterattack!"
"Brothers, cheer up! Kill these ability dogs!"
"Charge!"
...
Just as the mutated S-class ability users were wondering why these exhausted soldiers suddenly erupted with such fighting spirit, Han Lang's golden needles were almost upon them.
The moment they realized something was wrong and turned around, the golden needles had already begun to enlarge in their pupils.
The faster-reacting S-class ability users could still manage to dodge.
The slower-reacting ones had no time to resist at all before the golden needles entered their bodies, completely sealing their movements!
After one round, at least five of Han Lang's nine golden needles had completed the Golden Needle Meridian Seal.
At the same time, Han Lang's figure had completely appeared before the soldiers.
While continuing to take out new golden needles to replenish, he also hastily issued orders.
"Soldiers in the Foundation Establishment middle stage, find comrades in the Foundation Establishment late stage nearby. Use the Foundation Establishment late stage soldiers as the core of the counterattack, and strike the ability users one by one. Soldiers who cannot find a team, attack the stationary ability users as quickly as possible. They have been sealed by my golden needles and cannot move for the time being. You must finish them as quickly as possible!"
Hearing these orders, the soldiers became even more excited.
With Han Lang's Golden Needle Meridian Seal, weren't those mutated S-class ability users who were hit completely become live targets for them to rack up achievements?
Instantly, the soldiers became more valiant than ever, raising their weapons. Their diverse attacks rained down on the sealed ability users.
Han Lang was not idle either.
He had limited time, so he needed to deal with as many S-class ability users as possible in the shortest amount of time.
However, the ability users had also fully reacted by now.
Even though Han Lang's figure moved like a phantom through the crowd, each round of golden needles could only seal one or two S-class ability users.
After five or six such passes, five minutes would have basically passed.
Han Lang had no choice but to ascend into the air again.
While heading towards Tang Geng, Zhao Wu, and the other two, he said to the ground soldiers again.
"Comrades, this is all I can do. The rest is up to you! You have to resolve it yourselves!"
How could the ground soldiers not understand Han Lang's predicament?
They were fighting the SSS-class ability users with all their might, and it was already commendable that they could come to support them. How could they continuously assist them in sniping?
So, they all responded.
"Don't worry, Deputy Commander Han! Leave this battlefield to us!"
"Yes! You've already solved nearly half of the enemies for us. We can handle the rest!"
"Please, Commander Tang and Deputy Commander Han, be careful. We await your triumphant return!"
...
The soldiers' concern warmed Han Lang's heart, but at this critical juncture, he didn't have much time to be sentimental. He immediately turned and flew back to Tang Geng's side.
At this time, the swords conjured by Tang Geng's "Thousand Mile Pursuit" had been mostly shattered by Gou Tuizhi.
As the last wave of attacks ended, the main body of Tang Geng's spiritual artifact sword reluctantly flew back to his side.
"Ugh!"
Tang Geng, exhausted, grunted and swayed precariously.
Fortunately, Han Lang arrived in time, supported him, and sent a Spirit Replenishing Pill into his mouth.
After the Spirit Replenishing Pill dissolved, Tang Geng immediately regained his strength, stood shoulder to shoulder with Han Lang again, and exchanged a tacit glance with Han Lang, nodding slightly.
On the other side,
Gou Tuizhi had completely defeated the combined attack of Tang Geng, Zhao Wu, and Ma Long. He looked at Han Lang and the other three, who were standing seriously in front of him, and couldn't help but laugh triumphantly.
"Haha... Han Lang. Your strongest attack is nothing more than this! In front of me, it's as fragile as paper, isn't it?"
Hearing this, Han Lang and the others sneered.
It seemed that Gou Tuizhi still had no idea that Han Lang had just made a round trip to the ground troops!
Of course, in this atmosphere, they didn't need to explain what had just happened to Gou Tuizhi. Instead, Han Lang directly replied.
"Enough nonsense! Next, let's settle this with our skills! You and your ability user troops will not leave the border of Xia Country today!"