Ye Xunhuan, who had just dodged out of the way, had no time to catch his breath before Qi Yizhou's fierce attack came whistling toward him, causing Ye Xunhuan's expression to change slightly. He immediately shouted in a low voice, "Yin-Yang Sword, rise!"
Saying this, Ye Xunhuan suddenly swung a sword strike toward the ground!
"Swish!"
A white sword beam, like a giant steel blade, abruptly slashed towards the incoming earth spikes in front of him.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Crisp sounds echoed continuously around as swirling sand danced wildly, making the entire scene resemble a massive sandstorm!
Watching the battle unfold in front of her, Qiu Ruoxi's heart was filled with unprecedented tension and unease, causing her delicate fists to clench tighter, covered now in cold sweat.
Qiu Ruoxi was uneasy, and Wu Mei and Dongfang Shu were no different.
The combat before them was too horrifying, something they simply could not join in.
