"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three sounds.
Hua Changsheng waved his two pitch-black arms, and the Profound Ice Sword, Wood Thunder Sword, and Meteoric Flame Sword that were hovering in front of Ye Chenfeng seemed to instantly slip out of Ye Chenfeng's control.
Just for a moment.
The three swords all flew behind Hua Changsheng and heavily crashed into the stone bricks.
After entering the demonized sword form, Hua Changsheng naturally gained a powerful ability to control swords, so much so that Ye Chenfeng could no longer control his own three swords.
After making the three swords escape Ye Chenfeng's grasp, Hua Changsheng hoarsely shouted, "Now that you don't even have your swords, let's see how you manage to wield three types of Sword Intent simultaneously! I'll make sure your body is completely destroyed."
As his words fell.
