"Evil man! Face the sword!"
Fu Yunzhan shouted loudly, and the Seventy-two Exorcism Sword Skills poured out, reaching an extreme speed and strangeness.
Clang clang clang!
Quickly attacking with a dozen swords, after fighting for dozens of rounds, Wang Zhengyi was slightly out of breath, but Fu Yunzhan suddenly felt the pressure.
The strength of the intruder's swordsmanship was unparalleled in his lifetime, and after just over ten exchanges, even if the "Evil Exorcism Sword Skill" was profoundly advanced, he was still a beginner and had much ground to cover compared to the intruder.
On the brink of defeat.
Just at this moment—
"Brother Fu, get out of the way!"
Yan Chuan arrived, surprisingly throwing a massive boulder weighing two to three thousand jin, hurtling toward the Daoist nun with the force of a storm.
Fu Yunzhan quickly retreated aside, standing with Wang Ge, observing the scene.
Under the moonlight.
