"Where do you think you're going!"
Shi Ruifeng brandished his spear, lunging out once again.
"Humph!"
Pei Xuanjing's eyes hardened, and he unsheathed his sword, accompanied by the forces of wind and thunder.
"Take this!"
Qiu Xingwen and Feng Hongfei, each launched their attack, trying to block Pei Xuanjing's escape route.
The two men moved simultaneously, one on each side of Pei Xuanjing, launching their attack with fury to form a pincer movement against him.
However, Pei Xuanjing clearly anticipated their strategy. He maintained his sword stance and with his left hand rapidly unleashed a series of palm strikes, an unending wave of energy blasting towards the two men.
Clang!
The Shenxiao Sword clashed with the long spear. Even the Divine Weapon, fashioned from the superior Mysterious Iron and pure gold, was left with a shallow scratch by the sword.
Hum!