The curtain of sand fell.
Six figures clad in black armor, wielding long swords, protected Shen Jun in the middle, standing like an impenetrable wall of bronze and iron.
They were none other than the elite guards from Yuncheng's Shenlong Hall, the top experts left behind!
Zhou Yang, meanwhile, grabbed Yang Yu's attacking sword with his hand, with arcs of electricity flickering over his palm. Under the push of mighty True Qi, the electric arcs traveled along the blade toward Yang Yu.
In direct combat with Zhou Yang, Yang Yu deeply realized how terrifying his Inner Strength was, fearing that not even three people combining forces could match Zhou Yang!
Zhou Yang hooked up the corner of his mouth and said, "The speed is decent, but unfortunately, the strength is lacking."
Before his words had settled,
Zhou Yang's hand suddenly twisted, and with a snap, the finely-forged steel sword broke into several pieces. At the same time, he thrust his palm rapidly towards Yang Yu.