Only a few warriors at the fifth level of the Ascension Realm barely managed to save their lives, but their bodies were also in a miserable state.
The three-color divine thunder struck down, and hundreds of warriors died in the lightning in an instant.
There were more than 300 warriors left, all of whom were seriously injured and dying. Although they were barely standing, they could not arouse their interest in Lin Bai at this moment.
There were corpses all over the ground and rivers of blood.
Rouge Lane, which was originally bustling with singing and dancing, now fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Bai.
At this moment, Lin Bai, dressed in white, holding a wooden sword in his hand and surrounded by two flying swords, stepped forward step by step over the corpse.
The warriors who blocked Lin Bai in front retreated one after another, not daring to take action against Lin Bai. The paleness on their faces showed their fear of Lin Bai...
Chapter completed!