Hua Yue Wushang's eyes flashed with a trace of astonishment, such swordsmanship, he had never heard of!
But even with this move, he would not be defeated!
He saw him leap into the air, aided by spiritual power, and in an instant, he jumped several feet high, narrowly avoiding those sword-shaped light waves.
Then, headfirst, Hua Yue Wushang plummeted straight down, his soft sword in his hands incessantly whipping out trails of spiritual energy.
Yun Shangshu smiled faintly, his footsteps instantly shifted, dodging the spiritual energy slashing down from the sky.
Strikes of spiritual energy hit the white marble, emitting deafening roars.
In the blink of an eye, the entire arena had become riddled with holes.
Before Hua Yue Wushang could touch the ground, Yun Shangshu seized the opportunity, soared up, and launched several attacks in a row.
