In mid-air, a massive, flaming Sword Shadow ferociously slashed down onto the thunderbolt sphere.
BOOM!
With a tremendous roar, the thunderbolt sphere exploded violently. The fiery Sword Shadow rapidly shrank, diminishing to less than a third of its original size by the time it reached Xin Wuyue.
CLANG!
Drawing his own sword to block the incoming light, Xin Wuyue was jolted back more than ten steps. An unnatural crimson flush spread across his face, but he remained standing ramrod straight. His gaze pierced through the raging torrent of energy, fixing on Qin Honglie. "That's ten moves!"
Hearing this, Qin Honglie flew into a rage. He unleashed several slashes in mid-air, the crimson Sword Qi crisscrossing to form a deadly net that completely enveloped Xin Wuyue.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Xin Wuyue desperately used his treasured sword to protect himself. Despite his efforts, the impacts left his entire body numb, his blood boiling.
PFFT!
