Three slashes, four slashes, five slashes.
Bang!
When the final crisp sound rang out, Qin Shaofeng was not sent flying by this collision.
Instead, the Chasing Star Saber in his hand shattered completely the moment the blow landed.
Roar!
Before Qin Shaofeng could take out Ghost Three Slashes,
the Corpse King's sudden roar came, and the sweep of its arms was already upon him.
"Damn it! Why did this broken saber shatter at a time like this?!"
Qin Shaofeng was startled by the sudden change.
Previously, the force that sent him flying had carried him away with the Chasing Star Saber, but now that it had shattered, the sudden lightness in his body caused him not to fly backward, but to plunge headfirst toward the Ghost Corpse Slave.
"Young master!"
Qin Shaofeng had not expected it, and neither had Ran Zun.
The suppression here was simply too severe. It left Ran Zun with no qualification to interfere in the battle between Qin Shaofeng and the Corpse King.
Yet he had never expected that a moment's lapse in vigilance would put Qin Shaofeng in such danger.
His life and death were in Qin Shaofeng's hands.
If Qin Shaofeng were to perish just like this, he believed that the Gu worms attached to him would flare up at once.
When that happened, he would undoubtedly be dead.
Even Ran Zun, the strongest among them, had no time to react, much less the others.
But did Qin Shaofeng truly need rescuing?
During his battle against Ran Zun and Gongyang Zun, one of his defensive jade slips had been destroyed, while the second had been more than half depleted. Yet he still possessed defensive means.
The instant he sensed something was wrong, he took out that defensive jade slip.
A defensive barrier formed at