Liu Shaoqiu's gaze shifted. He raised his sword and struck. With a clang, countless sword blades burst outward, sweeping in every direction and carrying countless tiny spatial cracks with them, like raindrops scattering across the ground.
Liu Shaoqiu was shocked. A casual point of her finger had kept his First Sword from taking shape.
Yun exclaimed, "Not bad. Again." As she spoke, she lightly tapped the air with one finger once more. This time, she used two fingers, and an even sharper force transformed into a blade of energy and shot out. No explanation was needed: the blade cut through the void and slashed toward Liu Shaoqiu.
Countless people gaped. She had produced an attack comparable to the Thirteen Swords with nothing but her fingers. How could there be such a terrifying battle technique?
Liu Shaoqiu didn't dare be careless. He swung his long sword, and countless sword blades came crashing down from the void, colliding with the energy blade. In an instant, just like their previous clash, the entire battlefield was reduced to ruins. Liu Shaoqiu's Second Sword again neutralized the energy blade, but he was at a disadvantage.
When had the Thirteen Swords ever been so thoroughly suppressed?
Countless Sword Sect disciples stood stunned. They knew very well how powerful the Thirteen Swords were, yet someone had effortlessly deflected them and even suppressed them. How had that woman from the Technology Starfield managed it?
Even the Sword Sect's leader furrowed his brow. This didn't make sense. The woman hadn't used any particularly powerful battle technique. Why could she suppress the sword blades of the Thirteen Swords?
The disdain in Yun's eyes deepened. "The Second Sword already? Hurry up. I want to see your so-called complete Thirteen Swords."
Lu Yin was shocked. He knew the power of the Thirteen