Yan Wufeng was a Level 97 expert who stood at the peak of the Soul Master World.
Under that sudden attack, he only had time to adjust his posture slightly and had no way to fully evade it.
That dazzling light had originally been aimed straight at the center of his back, and it exploded thunderously against him.
In an instant, light scattered everywhere.
Fortunately, Yan Wufeng was currently in the state of Devil Dragon Transformation, his whole body covered in hard scales, and only then did he barely withstand most of the impact.
Even so, that powerful force still passed through his scales and slammed viciously into his body, making him unable to stop himself from spitting out a mouthful of blood.
That strike gave Yan Wufeng an eerie shock.
That strange sword energy churned violently inside him, tangling with the blood and qi in his back as though it meant to tear even his soul apart.
He was horrified. Who was it?
While he was in the state of his Ninth Soul Skill, Devil Dragon Transformation, even a Soul Douluo would find it hard to break through his defense, yet this person had managed to injure him and make him cough blood.
Could it be that the Chen Clan was still hiding a Titled Douluo-level expert?
The thought flashed through his mind, and both Yan Wufeng's expression and state of mind turned somewhat unstable.
Because he had confirmed it many times: the Chen Clan had only four Titled Douluo.
At the same time, high in the sky, six Azure Sea Sky Swords descended, falling like meteors, incomparably sharp.
They split into two groups, three in each, attacking Luo Ping and You Guangzhou on the left and right.
The six sword beams flickered with sword light, dyeing everything