A Face Slapping!

"Buzz!"

In the vast void, there were already nine giant swords.

"Sou!"

There was also a sharp sword Qi that had been pointed at Wang Chenxiao and the others from all directions. Zhao Xian 'er, who had a low cultivation and was injured, could not bear it and spat out blood again.

For a moment…

Jian Chongyang, who had gained power, had a sharp look in his eyes and was about to take another step forward!

Gong Liuyun, who was familiar with the Sword Pavilion's swordsmanship, was shocked. He knew very well that once Jian Chongyang took a step forward, the sword force that was stabbing at them would double!

He was still alright and could withstand it. However, Zhao Xian 'er and Liao Zongming, who was still in the late stage of awakening, probably could not withstand such sword qi.

However, Gong Liuyun's worried heart quickly relaxed. Just as Jian Chongyang was about to raise his foot and take a step closer to Wang Chenxiao and the others ...