Zhenzhen Flying Sword
Within the black Sword Qi lingered threads of ominous, abyssal aura.
Zhang Yu could feel that wherever this Sword Qi passed, its power to extinguish all life seemed to send even the Spiritual Energy that had originally been active in the atmosphere into a state of inertia as it spread.
And during the successive fierce clashes just now, the Xuanming Guixu Art unleashed by Kuang Tianqing, which had been virtually unstoppable and had blocked nearly every attack for her, continued swallowing the black Sword Qi beneath its assault, yet faint signs of cracking had begun to appear.
"Not just Spiritual Energy. Wherever the Sword Qi passes, even Astral Qi and Magical Power are beginning to show signs of collapsing—"
Zhang Yu was alarmed. "Is this the true power of the Extreme Emotion Sword Dao?"
"This kind of power—it's practically the finest means of attack."
"We can win!"
"This sword! It can break Kuang Tianqing's Xuanming Guixu Art!"
Seeing this, Zhang Yu's heart surged with excitement. So my performance just now hadn't been for nothing.
It turned out that during Zhang Yu's entanglement with Kuang Tianqing just now, in order to help Bai Zhenzhen further unleash the power of the Extreme Emotion Sword Dao, Zhang Yu had pretended that he had already been violated.
As long as A-Zhen's strength can rise another step, what does it matter even if I really am violated?
Zhang Yu sighed inwardly. I suppose this means Kunxu thinking has influenced me too?
As he thought this, Zhang Yu drove all his Military Grade power even more fiercely, pinning Kuang Tianqing before him in place and denying her any chance to evade Bai Zhenzhen's strike.
But at that moment, a subtle sense of unease suddenly welled up in Zhang Yu's heart, a faint discordance,