Chapter 953 One Versus Three

At that moment, not only was Ksana's mouth and nose bleeding, but blood was also trickling down from her eyes and ears.

An ordinary person would've lost their sense of direction in that condition. Fortunately, cultivators above Grandmaster Realm could still rely on their spiritual sense.

Ksana closed her eyes and expanded her spiritual sense, allowing it to flow outward like a gushing stream.

She compressed her spiritual sense, which was sufficiently powerful to cover approximately one hundred and fifty to one hundred and sixty meters, to work only within the sixty meters radius around her.

Such a dense distribution of spiritual sense further augmented Ksana's perception of her surroundings.

Although she couldn't hear or see a thing, she could actually sense the breathing and heartbeats of the trio in front of her in that extreme state.

Ksana's body was invigorated by Holy Blood's potent efficacy.

At that instant, every breath she took was rapidly exhausting her vitality.

“Something's off with the woman. Let's kill her!”

After the burly middle-aged man roared, all the three Remdikian cultivators dashed forward in Ksana's direction.

Crack!

The earth shattered. Ksana's boots, which she specifically custom-made for battle, exploded into pieces as she stomped the ground.

Even after using Holy Blood to strengthen her body, Ksana didn't dare to take the three God Realm cultivators' attacks lightly.

The tip of the blade barely grazed Ksana's nose as she dodged to the side. The next instant, she abruptly thrust the broken blade in her hand, colliding her weapon head-on with a pair of boxing gloves.

She ducked and slid under the massive axe blade. With both hands supporting her, Ksana booted that muscular man's chin with both her legs.

Bam!

the brawny man covered his chest with both

Ksana's sides, the long sword and fists swung

seven broken blades, she formed a sword array around her, but the incoming fist on her

sent flying backward. She forcibly twisted her body in midair to

was impeccable. It was as if they had rehearsed their formation hundreds of

the long slender

man's arms, she grabbed the sword-wielding cultivator's hair and headbutted him

bones breaking reverberated. Then, she hurriedly leaped up and landed on the rooftop of

ribs, Ksana flicked her wrist to discard a large piece of bloody scalp while holding the backpack in her

her broken blade and took off

penetrating her ribs would've also gone

the ground gazed at Ksana

shock and a sense of oppression in

most Remdikian cultivators regarded the

as Jokovich and the others, Sanctuary's God Realm cultivators were

pairs of God Realm cultivators from Sanctuary and the outside world were pitted against one another in a one-on-one fight, the

feel the slightest pressure when facing

she managed to severely injure one of them and tore off his scalp even when they

she was also stabbed, the three cultivators were still

end of her ropes,

failed to fathom was the reason

ruined and his scalp ripped off by Ksana, shrieked in agony, “F*ck! Kill her. I'm

of the sword stuck on her rib and

“Ahh!”

Ksana's perception

help her better control everything around her,

that the pain was exacerbated, Ksana felt as if someone was nailing countless metal spikes into

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