Jin Ling'er had no time to think. The Sky Piercing Sword came straight at her.
Jin Ling'er flicked her sleeve, sending out a Golden Shield that shimmered with golden light to meet it.
A pair of dazzling golden wings sprouted from her back. With a light flap, she vanished from where she stood.
The Sky Piercing Sword struck the Golden Shield with a muffled boom.
Jin Ling'er hovered above Golden Flood Dragon Island, her willow brows tightly furrowed.
Wang Qingshan and Wang Ruyan stood high in the sky. Wang Ruyan held a pale-blue pipa.
Jin Ling'er had entered the Fusion Stage less than three thousand years ago. She had no confidence in facing two opponents at once.
She opened her apricot lips, and eighteen streaks of golden light shot out. They were eighteen slender Golden Flying Needles. Her life-bound treasure was a set of flying needles, which was quite rare.
Wang Ruyan's fingers swept across the pipa strings. A rapid, high-pitched pipa sound rang out, like a thousand armies rushing to the battlefield.
A hazy blue Sound Wave swept out toward the Golden Flying Needles.
At the same time, the Water Tide Lock on Wang Ruyan's chest shone with blue light. A Blue Light Screen appeared out of thin air, shielding her entire body, while the female phantom above her head began to play.
Wang Qingshan flicked his sleeve, and the Azure Lotus Sword shot out, circling him erratically with a sharp sound of splitting air. The Greatsword Phantom above his head swayed slightly, and countless fierce Sword Qi swept out toward the Golden Flying Needles.
The eighteen Golden Flying Needles suddenly blazed with golden light before vanishing without a trace.
In the next instant, eighteen streaks of golden light lit up in the space before Wang Qingshan. They were