"Golden Citadel Heart Sword, slash!"
Lu Zheng's gaze flickered, and a resplendent golden sword suddenly appeared within the Sea of Consciousness of the burly man in green.
"Hmm!?"
The burly man in green had been guarding against Lu Zheng's Flying Sword with the Steel Whip in his hand. He had not expected Lu Zheng to send a mental sword straight into his Sea of Consciousness.
No matter where one was, mental spells could basically be used. Lu Zheng was not some monkey who cultivated only the body and not the spirit, so naturally he would not abandon his own strengths.
Meanwhile, the burly man in green had instinctively released more than a dozen water drills, shooting them toward the Primordial Water Formation.
"Whoosh!"
The Silver Feather Azure Glow Sword shot out in a flash. The next moment, it released ten thousand rays of rosy light, and the azure glow nearly illuminated the bottom of the water completely, revealing every detail.
That glow carried a distant, ethereal aura, with streams of Sword Qi attached to it. It filled the surrounding space and, like a wall, directly enveloped the incoming water drills.
Beneath the glow, the water drills seemed to have plunged into a swamp. Their speed abruptly slowed, and then they were gradually worn away, vanishing at a rate visible to the naked eye.
On the other side, Lu Zheng had already flown close to the burly man in green.
The burly man in green had just blocked the Golden Citadel Heart Sword outside his Sea of Consciousness. Seeing Lu Zheng approach now, his eyes narrowed, and he raised his hand to bring the Steel Whip crashing down upon Lu Zheng's head.
Lu Zheng pulled a metal staff from his gourd and blocked with it in reverse.
"Clang!"
The metal staff