CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The Silver Sword Dart shot out, its fierce Qi Force colliding dozens of times in mid-air with the precious sword in Yao Qing's hand.
Yao Qing's swordsmanship was formidable, but the gap in their cultivation was too vast. Her Sword Gang shattered repeatedly, and the immense force transmitted through her sword's hilt knocked her backward.
CLANG!
The Silver Sword Dart clashed heavily against the blade once more. The precious sword flew from Yao Qing's grasp, embedding itself in a wall dozens of meters away.
Liu Zixuan gave a cruel, cold sneer. He spread his left hand, reaching for Yao Qing's shoulder.
Earlier, seeing that the others had made no progress besieging Luo Feng, Liu Zixuan worried that if the matter dragged on, the events at Yixian Cliff would be exposed. Therefore, he decided to launch a sneak attack on Yao Qing to force Luo Feng's hand.
