Clang!
The Sword Intent pierced the sky.
Hou Yuansheng's longsword at his waist autonomously unsheathed, and with a flash of blue light, landed in his palm.
His gaze swept over Zhuge Yu, who was being besieged by Spiritual Energy, and with a light flick of his wrist, a sword shadow as solid as reality cut through the air.
Before the sword shadow arrived, the chilling Sword Qi had already sliced through the air with a sizzling sound. The three Golden Bloodline prodigies besieging Zhuge Yu felt their scalps tingle as they hastily erected their Spirit Shields, only to have them shattered by the sword shadow, sending them all flying backward as their Qi and Blood roiled within.
"Whew..."
