"This guy..."
All the quasi-saints were stunned.
Never in their wildest dreams did they expect that Lin Heng, even while bearing the extreme holy weapon, could still spare a hand to deal with everyone.
Such power was terrifying.
It sent chills down their spines!
Yet, since they could become quasi-saints, who among them hadn't treaded through mountains of corpses and seas of blood?
Though their hearts pounded wildly, they all understood that at this point, there was no turning back.
If they couldn't kill him now,
it would only become more difficult in the future!
"Kill!!!"
The quasi-saints attacked in unison, all kinds of techniques descended upon Lin Heng.
Lin Heng, with one hand supporting the extreme holy weapon, and the other facing the siege of the quasi-saints, though quickly injured on all sides and covered in blood, did not retreat a single step.
Just like a god of war on the battlefield.
Standing before the mighty stronghold, amidst millions, I shall advance!
