A Man Like None Other Chapter 5820 Hes here hes here
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- A sect faces overwhelming challenges.
- Defenses are critically weakened.
- Key figures make a desperate stand.
A sect faces dire circumstances. Defenses are weakening under attack. A desperate stand is being made.
In front of the mountain gate of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect in the Ten Thousand Sword Mountain Range.
The once majestic holy land of immortals, where sword energy soared into the sky and spirits flourished, had now turned into a bloody hell full of slaughter.
Dark clouds rolled like ink, covering the sun; a beast roar shook the heavens and the earth, tearing the sky in two.
The dazzling light screen formed by the Big Dipper Sword Qi Demon Vanquishing Formation had become as thin as a cicada’s wings due to the erosion of the endless demonic energy and the collision of the fierce brutal force. The screen flickered and made a thrilling “creaking” sound as it couldn’t bear the weight.
The seven sword peaks dimmed, and cracks appeared on their surfaces, as if they would collapse at any time.
Inside and outside the mountain gate, corpses lay everywhere, and blood flowed wildly.
There lay the tattered sword robes and mangled bodies of the Xuantian Sword Sect disciples, as well as the charred bones of the Demon Sect cultivators and the huge corpses of the Combined Beast Warriors.
The air was filled with the stench of blood, burnt flesh, and the eerie silence of perished souls. Most of the surviving Sword Sect disciples were injured and their robes were stained with blood, but they still gripped their longswords tightly, their eyes firm as they stood guard at their positions.
But deep inside his heart, undeniable exhaustion and despair had crept in.
The mountain protection formation had reached its limit.
Ling Yunzi stood on the dangerous main peak, the “Xuantian Sword” in his hand no longer had the luster as before, and even fine cracks had appeared on the blade.
His face was deathly pale, his clothes were stained with blood, and his breathing was irregular; it was clear he was dying.
Yet he still stood tall, like an immovable mountain, staring intently at the two figures outside the formation that radiated extraordinary ferocity—Soul Fiend and Bone Ferocity.
“Hehehe Ling Yunzi, why do you have to fight like a trapped beast?”
Hun Sha stood in the air, his body roiling with demonic energy. His face, which had been slapped by David, was contorted with hatred and pleasure, making him look extremely vicious.
“Look at your mountain protection formation, how much longer can it last?”
“When the formation is destroyed, I will personally take your soul and refine your spirit, burning the ten thousand year old legacy of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect to ashes! And that little David beast I will find and crush it to dust!”