A vast expanse of white rain curtained the sky. More than a dozen flying swords condensed from rainwater trailed streams behind them as they darted up and down, ceaselessly striking Ling Shanzi's thin shield.
His turtle shell had been destroyed, and most of the Blood Baleful Qi stored in his gourd had been burned away by Transforming into Three Pure Ones. With only one flying sword left at his side, Ling Shanzi began flinging out talismans—Water Dragon Art talismans, Vajra Talismans, Escape Talismans, even Demon-Suppressing Talismans. One piece of his family fortune after another flew out.
That flying sword buzzing back and forth was particularly infuriating. Bai Yujun decided to cripple it first.
When the flying sword attacked again, she held the Hengdao and used her saber technique, meeting sword tip with blade tip and wrestling against it. At the same time, she eased off her Water Magic attacks against Ling Shanzi, making him believe this contest of strength was working.
The blade condensed from water spiritual energy gradually began to break apart. After all, it was not as sturdy as a real flying sword.
The two weapons each radiated an energy field as they continuously pressed against one another. Their tips formed two hemispherical energy fields locked together, and the creaking friction revealed just how powerful the energy was!
Ling Shanzi failed to notice that, as the water-condensed weapon slowly crumbled apart, a faint blackish-green liquid spread over his flying sword...
Venom not only damaged living creatures; it could also rust metal. Unless one made a weapon from jade or porcelain, most of the venom's corrosive effects could not be offset. That was stating the obvious.
Cultivators could sense their flying swords, and Ling Shanzi soon realized something was wrong!
The blackish-green venom wrapped around the sword's body, continually