"Fifth soul skill: Star Sword!"
At Ye Xinglan's clear shout, a ten-meter-tall phantom of the Stargod Sword formed behind her. The Stargod Sword in her hand blazed with light, carrying an unstoppable momentum as it slammed fiercely into Duanmu Yan's Molten Scale Blade.
Clang! A deafening crash erupted in an instant, as if it would shatter the sky itself. Powerful energy ripples surged outward like a raging tide, spreading wildly in every direction and whipping up a Berserk gale.
Bang!
The next moment, Ye Xinglan felt an irresistible force rush at her head-on. Her body flew backward uncontrollably like a kite with its string cut.
Fortunately, Xu Lizhi had been focusing on the battlefield the entire time. Quick-eyed and quick-handed, he instantly donned his Battle Armor. The twin wings on his back spread, and he shot behind Ye Xinglan like a streak of black lightning, catching her steadily.
However, even though Xu Lizhi did his best to disperse the force, that powerful impact still passed through Ye Xinglan's body and into his hands. His face instantly turned deathly pale, and his hands couldn't help trembling slightly.
He hurriedly used a force-redirection technique, trying to dissolve that terrifying push so the two of them would not suffer even more serious injuries.
"Pfft—"
Ye Xinglan had already been carrying old wounds that had yet to heal. Now, after taking such a heavy blow, the injuries inside her could no longer be suppressed. A mouthful of fresh blood burst from her lips and splattered onto the ground, dyeing it a glaring scarlet.
"I have a big meat bun. Sister Xinglan, hurry and eat a bun to replenish yourself."
Xu Lizhi was burning with anxiety. Six spirit rings instantly rose around him, two purple and four black, and without hesitation, he used his First