Lin Xuan didn't give Yan Feng any chance to counterattack; the Lonely Star Sword in his hand roared incessantly like a giant dragon.
The terrifying Slaughter Aura crisscrossed in all directions.
He slashed continuously with Thirteen Swords, the terrifying sword light chaining together in the sky like an immeasurable ocean, all crashing towards Yan Feng.
The entire void trembled, and the cave shook incessantly, as if it could collapse at any moment.
Yan Feng's face turned ashen, he couldn't dodge at all and was forced to take the Thirteen Swords head-on.
The clanging sound of metal clashing echoed repeatedly in the air, Yan Feng's face turned pale, and his entire arm trembled.
The Thirteen Swords were like raging waves, each sword stronger than the last.
In the end, although he took all Thirteen Swords, his arm was completely numb and couldn't exert any strength.
