However, Xu Maoling was already injured. Facing the combined assault of three Cultivators, the drain on his Magical Power was immense.
The Silver-White Masked Cultivator had a high Cultivation. He quickly adapted to Xu Maoling's rhythm, his Bone Sword's attacks growing increasingly ruthless and cunning, constantly shrinking his space to maneuver.
SHLICK!
A chilling Sword Aura swept past. Xu Maoling's dodge was a fraction too slow, and a gash was instantly torn open on his left arm, so deep the bone was visible and dripping with blood.
"Hmph!" He grunted, his movements faltering for a split second.
"Now! Jia Er, bind him!"
A cold glint flashed in the Silver-White Masked Cultivator's eyes as he barked the order.
Upon hearing the command, Jia Er immediately jammed his Ghost Head Shield into the ground. His hands flew into a Sealing gesture, and streaks of black gas erupted from the shield, twisting like chains as they shot toward Xu Maoling's feet!
