They retreated, their sharp determination shooting out in all directions, stirring up layers of sand...
Amidst them, the tall A-level General Philip leaped, and the thirty-odd weapons surged like tidal waves and then swooped down like a tsunami with this slash!
Swoosh!
It was the invincible dominance and sharpness of a battlefield general, as layers of dust all retreated, and the swords... descended towards Yi...
Yi clasped the sword, took a deep breath, swung his hand, and black fluid gushed from his right arm, landing on the Yellow Springs Sword. The sword emitted a sharp whistle, sweeping in a strike.
The River of the Yellow Springs Sword!
Bang!!!
A-level vs. A-level combat, reigning supreme at the peak!
The domination of weapon manipulation, the ghostly assassination of the Yellow Springs.
Collision!
Boom boom boom!
Fess and others were all knocked away by the impact.
Oh my God!
Is that girl so strong?
Or is the Yellow Springs Sword too powerful?
