546 The Strength of the Strongest Generation (1)

Noticing the arrival of the three Sword Holders behind him, Xu Qing decided to end the battle quickly.

These three people's cultivation levels were all at the five Heavenly Palaces. Perhaps they each had their own methods, but it was obvious that they were no match for the black-clothed guard of the Holy Wave Race.

The three Sword Holders looked grim when they saw the black-clothed guard walking out from the darkness.

As Sword Holders, their honor and principles prevented them from choosing to flee. Instead, they closed in immediately and circulated their cultivation bases. One of them spoke quickly.

"Kid, let's stall this person together."

"You guys can't hold me back." The black-clothed guard of the Holy Wave Race who walked out had a disdainful expression that contained cruelty. Just as he was about to attack, a sharp glint rose in Xu Qing's eyes.

"Shadow Prisoner's Restriction, Devil's Decree."