"Boom!"
A thunderous roar rang out as the sky split open with a massive bolt of lightning.
The countless blades of light that had filled the sky were reduced to nothing beneath that enormous bolt in an instant.
Shock flashed through Xuanzi's eyes. Clearly, he had never expected the newcomer to be this powerful.
"Who are you?"
Xuanzi stared fixedly at him and asked.
"Wu Feng!"
Wu Feng suddenly raised his starry eyes and looked toward him.
At this moment, Fahai was injured and had fallen to the ground. Tianpeng was unconscious, while Little White Dragon had rushed over to examine him.
Sun Wukong, meanwhile, remained trapped in the fiery substance formed by Brilliant Flower Fire and could not escape.
Wu Feng's appearance was undoubtedly the savior of the entire Journey to the West group.
The many immortals above the Heavenly Court had clearly witnessed this scene as well.
"It's Wu Feng! Wu Feng has made his move again!"
"Wow, Wu Feng really is a savior! He always appears at the most critical moment!"
"Wu Feng's cultivation is at the Saint realm. That Xuanzi should not be his match, right?"
"That's obvious. He directly broke through that sea of blades just now."
After hearing the immortals' lively discussion, Heavenly Emperor Haotian's expression finally returned to calm. Stroking his beard, he carefully watched the divine-sense projection coming from below.
Xuanzi flashed through the air like a gale and instantly appeared before Wu Feng. The daggers in his hands began stabbing toward Wu Feng like a sudden downpour.
Wu Feng's eyes shifted constantly as he carefully observed the patterns of Xuanzi's blade techniques. The Meteorite Blade in his hand moved with unhurried ease, repeatedly blocking Xuanzi's attacks.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Sparks erupted throughout the air in rapid succession. Enormous ripples of energy