Jiang Siming still had no weapon, which was what worried the two women most.
Last time, Jiang Siming had blocked the attacks of dozens of Emei female disciples with a single saber, so they had assumed he was a saber expert.
"No weapon?" Jiang Siming laughed. "That's easy."
He did not need to use his Jingni.
With a wave of his hand, the sword of one female disciple flew out of her grasp and into Jiang Siming's hand.
"Could this be the legendary North Darkness Divine Skill?" Abbess Miejue exclaimed in shock.
"Thank you for lending me your sword, miss. I'll show you my swordsmanship right now."
Jiang Siming raised his brows and smiled at the female disciple. He flirted with her so much that her heart began to flutter, and she became distracted.
Jiang Siming could only sigh at this. Girls in ancient times were really easy to flirt with. If they were this easy, why did one of them end up with that blockhead Zhang Wuji?
With the sword in hand, Jiang Siming could not wait to display the Myriad Swords Return to Origin he had just learned. This was Wuming's ultimate technique from Feng Yun, as well as one of the most powerful supreme techniques in the world of martial arts.
Jiang Siming circulated a thread of true qi. The sword that had seemed limp and powerless in the female disciple's hand suddenly erupted with terrifying might.
The sword let out a crisp screech as Jiang Siming flung it into the air.
The blade transformed into countless swords, like rain filling the sky. No—it should be called a rain of swords!
"The sword qi stretches thirty thousand miles; a single sword's light chills the nineteen continents!"
Everyone, including Abbess Miejue, had never seen such a strange technique.