Seeing Wuying Thief trying to evade the sword force's coverage, Yang Zhixuan's delicate brows raised, and her sword force quickened even further!
From a drizzling rain, it abruptly transformed into a torrential storm!
Clang, clang, clang, clang...
Sword light sparkled, shadows darted, and the endless clash of metal resounded!
Wuying Thief weaved through Yang Zhixuan's fierce sword skills, using his dagger to continually parry, shockingly nullifying all her assaults.
In an instant, the two had exchanged dozens of moves, the frenzied energy waves rippling to all sides!
Wuying Thief retreated repeatedly, nearing the courtyard wall's edge.
"Such powerful swordsmanship!"
A Xuanyuan Sect disciple standing by Luo Cheng's side watched Yang Zhixuan with admiration written all over his face.
He was himself at the Fifth Layer of the Transcendence Realm, yet he reckoned he couldn't last ten moves against Yang Zhixuan before falling!
