Shuai Yifan and the other five made the first move. Swordlight flowed like a purple rainbow and lightning, while their sword techniques shifted in an instant, leaving no chance to think.
Every ounce of their focus and strength was poured into the swords in their hands. Their hearts and swords had become one. The six swords, each of a different length and style, had become a single sword, and the six men's essence, energy, spirit, and strength had likewise fused into one.
Chilling sword qi stretched in every direction, weaving into a Great Net that came crashing down over He Heng, like a fisherman casting his net to catch fish.
Heaven and earth above and below, He Heng seemed to have nowhere to go.
But He Heng had never intended to run.
He would use the sword in his hand to cut through the Great Net and carve open a patch of sky.
In a flash, he drew the Longevity Sword!
Its sword qi was peerlessly sharp, stretching several yards, imbued with the essence of cutting through the rise and fall of worldly affairs and feathering into immortality. Its mighty momentum surged like water from the heavens, sweeping down upon the mortal world!
From afar, its sword qi seemed to shift through a thousand forms, like the Ten-Colored Treasure Banner. The chilling sword qi sent the room's temperature plummeting, turning it suddenly cold as winter.
Shuai Yifan and the others looked even more solemn. The sword qi in their hands grew denser, enclosing He Heng as they tightened the Great Net.
He Heng suddenly threw back his head and let out a long roar. Using the Flying Immortal Wander footwork, he charged at a corner of the sword formation.
The Longevity Sword's piercing sword qi was filled with cold light.