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More than a dozen Flying Swords condensed entirely from magical power seemed to lose their momentum and fell to the ground one after another, vanishing into thin air soon after.

Deer Power Immortal stared blankly at the cluster of Flying Swords weaving freely through the sky like roaming dragons, drawing cries of amazement from the crowd.

Setting aside the quality of the Flying Swords, their numbers alone were on completely different levels.

Only at that moment did Deer Power Immortal truly realize that his sword-control technique could only be called a "spell," while the other party's was a true "divine ability"!

Fear, excitement, shame, longing... all kinds of emotions intertwined, causing Deer Power Immortal's face to shift through colors like a nightclub disco ball.

This was impossible! Completely impossible! Even if the other side emptied out the entire North Sea, he still couldn't fight them!

At least Sheep Power looked as though he had traded blows with his opponent, so why had the difficulty suddenly shot up when it came to him?

Could it be that the Venerable Immortal was even more dissatisfied with him?

As his unfocused eyes regained their clarity, Deer Power Immortal instinctively lowered his head and examined himself. Aside from their colors, he did not seem all that different from Sheep Power, did he?

If Deer Power Immortal had begun to wonder whether Cheng Tian disliked him because of the Flying Sword swarm, Sheep Power was already trembling from head to toe.

The Five Elements' mutual generation and restraint also manifested in magical clashes. Sheep Power could accept Cheng Tian using thunder magic far beyond the ordinary. He could even accept that his mastery of the Orthodox Five Thunders Technique was insufficient to rival the other party's thunder arts. But this swarm of Flying Swords containing