"Hmph, you think you can easily kill this Qin? With your soul merely at the Profound Venerable peak, you simply can't do it. Not to mention that this Qin is already about to undergo the Profound Spirit Heavenly Tribulation—even when this Qin was at the peak Spirit Severing stage, you still couldn't do anything to him so easily."
As the three attacks were launched, a cold snort rang out.
As his words left his mouth, Qin Fengming's body had already risen amid the rapid slashes of that illusory figure radiating a faint aura of soul energy.
The illusory figure arrived in a flash, far faster than Qin Fengming's words or his rising body.
A menacing blade carrying a thread of icy sharpness reached Qin Fengming in an instant.
Qin Fengming no longer looked at the illusory figure wielding the sharp blade. Instead, he turned his head toward the place where the three Sword Qi attacks had struck.
It seemed he had not taken the blade rushing toward his face, carrying such a threatening aura, to heart at all.
The illusory figure flashed forward like a streak of blue lightning and touched Qin Fengming's body in an instant. Soul energy surged, and the illusory figure immediately let out an extremely faint cracking sound. A mass of vapor dispersed, yet it did not cause the slightest damage to Qin Fengming's physical body.
Meanwhile, the three Sword Qi flashes were intercepted by three sword radiances that suddenly appeared from thin air.
Those three abruptly manifesting sword radiances vanished into the void. No energy radiated from them, and their speed was not fast either. Yet they contained an exceedingly sharp aura.
As Qin Fengming watched them with a solemn gaze, his heart could not help but tremble.
The sharpness of these three sword radiances