Five balls of air came roaring in. Xu Yi flicked his fingers, and the long swords arrayed behind him all turned sideways. With a sweep of his hand, over a hundred swords shot out like cruise missiles detonating, scraping fiercely through the air and trailing long tongues of flame.
In an instant, over a hundred Purple Firmament Swords drew a massive wall across the sky, hurtling toward the five earth-shaking blasts of air.
The sky shuddered, erupting in one burst of fireworks after another.
"This... this... this is impossible!"
A cold glint shot from the Heaven Devouring Demon King's eyes as he murmured.
As Demon King Kui Li's sworn brother, he knew all too well what Demon King Kui Li was capable of. That last strike had absolutely been one of Demon King Kui Li's most powerful killing moves. Yet such a terrifying attack had been effortlessly broken by a mere ghost immortal.
Even if this ghost immortal had over a hundred Spirit Weapons, he shouldn't be this strong.
Amid the fierce bombardment and the chaotic explosions filling the sky, Demon King Kui Li finally stopped looking down on his opponent. He clutched his blood-red saber, and his figure suddenly blurred like a specter, closing the distance in an instant. The saber flashed with blade-light as he aimed straight for Xu Yi's head.
As an earth immortal, nearly every cultivator was an expert in combat. The moment Demon King Kui Li began taking his opponent seriously, he quickly devised a strategy: use his strengths to exploit his opponent's weaknesses.
His strengths lay in his higher cultivation, stronger defense, faster movement, and vast reserves of magical power.
He only needed to make full use of those advantages, and that damned fellow would have no chance.
The saber swept across. Xu Yi