"Hahaha..."
Hearing this, Gou Tuizhi couldn't help but sneer repeatedly.
"Han Lang! Do you think it's still like when we were in Ley City? I'd like to see what you have to keep all of us here today!"
As soon as the words fell, Gou Tuizhi's expression suddenly turned fierce.
His hands moved, and he rushed forward, charging towards Han Lang and the others.
Upon approaching, he swept a leg, and the wind from his leg instantly engulfed the four of them.
The four were greatly alarmed, scattering and dodging, while simultaneously unleashing their killing moves.
Ma Long punched through the air, his fist whistling with a cracking sound as it slammed towards Gou Tuizhi.
Gou Tuizhi showed no fear, meeting the attack with a clenched fist. Ma Long's offensive was instantly shattered.
However, before he could catch his breath, a huge, pitch-black brick flew towards him.
It was Zhao Wu's spiritual artifact, the Iron Brick.
Although the Iron Brick was massive and exuded immense power, it was still struck by Gou Tuizhi's uppercut.
With a dull thud.
The giant Iron Brick, under this direct blow, tumbled and rolled, flying backward into the sky.
Tang Geng was shocked by this sight.
He quickly maneuvered his flying sword, circling Gou Tuizhi and launching continuous attacks.
The flying sword was a sharp weapon, and Gou Tuizhi dared not face its edge directly. He dodged rapidly while searching for an opportunity to counter.
Suddenly, he clapped his palms together, his arms like iron pincers clamping tightly onto the body of the flying sword, and then he gave a forceful swing.
The flying sword instantly lost control and flew back towards Tang Geng, its tip pointed directly at Tang Geng's heart.
Tang Geng was greatly alarmed. While desperately trying to stop his flying sword, he stared intently at the flying sword that was momentarily out of his control, as if facing a formidable enemy, and retreated rapidly.
At this critical moment, a crisp "ding-dong" sound was heard. Han Lang's golden needle struck the body of the flying sword.
The sword's body instantly halted, and the opposing force caused the flying sword to lose its counter-attack momentum.
Tang Geng quickly seized the opportunity to regain control of his flying sword, casting a grateful look at Han Lang.
But Han Lang had no time to attend to him.
Apart from the one golden needle that had helped Tang Geng, the remaining eight golden needles all attacked Gou Tuizhi.
Although the golden needles were small, their power was exceptionally formidable.
Gou Tuizhi did not dare to underestimate them. His movements were grand and sweeping, and the energy within his body circulated rapidly.
Before long, he had basically grasped the attack patterns of the golden needles. Then, he struck left and right, repelling the golden needles one by one.
Having completely neutralized the first wave of attacks from Han Lang and the other three, Gou Tuizhi couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.
He mocked them calmly.
"Heh heh... It seems your strength is indeed a bit stronger than those Golden Core stage warriors last time! At least you've been fighting for so long, and your stamina doesn't seem to have been depleted much!"
Hearing this, Ma Long was the first to laugh heartily, his eyes filled with contemptuous amusement.
"Haha... Gou Tuizhi! Was your position as the leader of these anomaly humans undeserved? As an S-class anomaly human, don't you know that in our cultivator world, there are restorative pills?"
As Ma Long spoke, he took out a Spirit Replenishing Pill from his embrace and swallowed it, then unleashed a powerful punch at Gou Tuizhi.
Of course,
this blow could not cause any substantial damage to Gou Tuizhi.
But this series of actions made Gou Tuizhi gnash his teeth.
With the battle reaching a stalemate, he had indeed forgotten about restorative pills.
And Ma Long's deliberate action was clearly a blatant mockery of his intelligence!
He became enraged by this!
"Damn you! How dare you insult me! Today, I will surely tear you limb from limb!"
Saying that, he charged at Ma Long with all his might.
Ma Long was terrified.
If Gou Tuizhi ignored everyone else and targeted him, he would definitely not be a match.
Therefore, without even thinking, he immediately turned and ran.
But how could Gou Tuizhi let him go so easily? He immediately gave chase.
Ma Long's face turned ashen with fear!
In his haste, he repeatedly shouted to Han Lang and the others,
"Young Master, Tang Geng, Zhao Wu, what are you waiting for? Save me!"
Hearing the plea for help, Han Lang and the others, to be honest, felt like laughing.
But they knew that this was no trifling matter.
So they all made their moves, their attacks directly pursuing Gou Tuizhi.
Gou Tuizhi had no choice but to stop and focus on dealing with the enemies.
Seeing that his crisis was averted, Ma Long immediately stopped and joined Han Lang and the other two in launching a fierce assault on Gou Tuizhi.
The two sides were already evenly matched in strength.
Now that they were fighting together, the battle immediately entered a white-hot stage again.
The only difference was that both sides' emotions were exceptionally stable.
They didn't seem to mind prolonging the fight.
Or rather, if they continued to wear each other down like this.
Han Lang and the others' ease, of course, stemmed from the fact that after Han Lang had provided support to the battlefield below, the situation on the lower battlefield had gradually begun to turn.
Gou Tuizhi was not in a hurry because he still believed that the S-class anomaly humans held the advantage on the battlefield below.
As long as he continued to stall, by the time the S-class anomaly humans achieved victory, the scales of victory would naturally tip in his favor.
But he had no idea.
In the short time it took him to deal with Tang Geng's sword techniques, Han Lang had already made a round trip to the battlefield below.
After such a stalemate for about ten minutes, Gou Tuizhi himself began to show signs of exhaustion.
Meanwhile, Han Lang and the others' condition remained perfect with the assistance of the Spirit Replenishing Pills.
At this point, Gou Tuizhi began to feel anxious.
At the same time, he also started to have some doubts.
"It's been so long, why haven't the S-class anomaly humans resolved the battle below?"
With this question, Gou Tuizhi couldn't help but look for an opportunity to glance at the battlefield below.
He didn't look, but when he did, he saw that the S-class anomaly humans below had already been completely routed.
Of the dozens of S-class anomaly humans, only a handful were left making a futile resistance.
More border warriors who had been freed up had already begun to support Tang Qin and the other three on the other battlefield.
"This... How could this be?"
Gou Tuizhi was stunned.
He had no idea how such a situation had come about.
He couldn't understand why the S-class anomaly humans, who had consistently held the advantage, had been defeated to this extent!
Seeing his shocked expression.
Han Lang and the others couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Heh heh, Gou Tuizhi. Found the problem? Why don't you think about who among those who were supposed to tie you down during Tang Geng's sword moves wasn't participating!"
Upon this reminder, Gou Tuizhi immediately recalled.
He suddenly realized!
At that time, he hadn't seen Han Lang's golden needles!
In other words, while he wasn't paying attention, Han Lang had actually gone to support the battlefield below?
Negligence! Absolute negligence!
Gou Tuizhi was filled with remorse at this moment.
But what was the use of remorse at this time?
The outcome of the battle below had already been decided.
In a short while, the SS-class anomaly humans on the other battlefield would also be at a disadvantage.
Then, when the other three Golden Core stage cultivators who were fighting the SS-class anomaly humans were freed up to support Han Lang and the others.
At that time, it would be impossible to confront Han Lang and the others head-on.
It was even possible that all the anomaly humans would be completely trapped at the border of Xia Country.
Thinking of this, Gou Tuizhi felt a wave of panic.
His mind raced, but after thinking it over and over, there seemed to be only one solution.
That was to give up!
Gou Tuizhi's teeth itched with hatred.
He was unwilling!
If the team had retreated into the dense forest earlier, although they wouldn't have encountered their enemy Han Lang and had no chance for revenge, they would at least have completed the secret invasion mission!
If, when they met, he had been more decisive and not blinded by hatred, and had resolutely abandoned the last few S-class anomaly humans, he wouldn't have ended up in this predicament!
But now?
Apart from regret, he could do nothing.
Helplessly, he could only grit his teeth and issue a furious order.
"Retreat! Retreat!"