With a flick of his right hand, the captured ghostly blue Flying Sword transformed into a stream of light and shadow, shooting back with even greater speed than when it came!
"Ding!"
A crisp shattering sound rang out.
The Poisoned Magical Sword thrust out by Mrs. An had its blade struck by the returning Flying Sword, instantly exploding!
Immediately, the right hand's five fingers opened and headed straight for the tip of the red-tassel spear aimed at the chest!
"What?" The monkey-faced thin man was terrified.
"Snap!"
The spear, infused with all his strength, had its tip gripped by that hand, then folded!
The spear shaft snapped like a dry stick!
As for the Ghost Head Saber striking down from above,
Shen Xuan clenched his left hand into a fist, swinging it upward.
The fist violently clashed with the blade!
"Boom!"
A loud noise like muffled thunder exploded.
The Ghost Head Saber, forged with the blood refinement method, emitted a mournful wail.
