The cultivators below the platform were practically popping their eyes out:
"What's going on?"
"Myriad Swords Returning to Origin, used by the Myriad Sword Sect's sword prodigy, still couldn't deal with Qin Shaofeng's lightning wall?"
"It didn't seem difficult for him to cast that lightning wall. How could it be so powerful?"
"That's Myriad Swords Returning to Origin, a supreme art among sword cultivators!"
"Since when did lightning cultivators become this terrifying? Am I dreaming?"
"..."
Meanwhile, the people of Tian Xuan Sect were practically bursting with excitement:
"As expected of Senior Brother Qin!"
"Senior Brother Qin is incredible!"
"Long live Senior Brother Qin!"
"Our Tian Xuan Sect has finally earned some face this time!"
"..."
Qing Daoxun also curled her lips slightly, her gaze gentle.
Lian Qingyi, the Myriad Sword Sect's Enforcement Elder, no longer wanted to say anything.
Looking at Yan Wuya's slightly broken expression, she felt a pang of pity for him as well.
Who told Yan Wuya not to listen to her earlier?
This time, her always-proud and arrogantly disdainful martial nephew was afraid he would suffer a huge loss!
Over there, Yan Wuya barely managed to compose himself.
Flames of fury burned in his eyes as he said in an incomparably icy tone, "Qin Shaofeng, don't think that just because your lightning arts are powerful, you can defeat me!"
"As the Myriad Sword Sect's sword prodigy, I have far more hidden trump cards than you can imagine!"
"Next, I hope you can still withstand them as steadily as before!"
"Otherwise, I'll find this terribly boring!"
Qin Shaofeng found Yan Wuya rather amusing too.
The corners of his lips rose slightly as he said, "Then come at me with everything you've got!"
"To give you some encouragement, I've decided to do this."
"If you can make