"Courting death!"
Elder Pan's eyes flashed with cold light. He joined hands with the other elders, forming a triangular formation, combining their strength to attack Ye Qingfeng. "An insignificant brat who doesn't know life from death, then just die!"
Sword Qi.
Xuanyu Silk Sword Qi, this was the secret art of the Divine Sword Hall, now wielded by Ye Qingfeng.
One, two... five... ten, eleven... one after another, terrifying Sword Qi formed around Ye Qingfeng, fearsome and sharp, the strongest killing technique of the Divine Sword Hall.
"Is this a technique of the Divine Sword Hall? Xuanyu Silk Sword!"
"It's really the Xuanyu Silk Sword. How could Ye Qingfeng master it, how is this possible?"
Seeing this scene, everyone exclaimed in shock, their faces full of disbelief.
In just a breath, Ye Qingfeng already formed fourteen strands of Sword Qi.
