Yet amid Ye Tian's attacks, Lone Bird's defensive ability was once again displayed to the fullest.
Countless sword shadows failed to inflict any substantial damage on Lone Bird!
In the blink of an eye, under Ye Tian's grave gaze, Lone Bird's tiny figure charged forward without hesitation, breaking through countless sword shadows and slamming into Ye Tian's chest!
Swish, swish, swish!
The golden sword shadows curled back wildly, and Ye Tian was injured once more and forced to retreat.
Ye Tian slowly drew a deep breath. After those two exchanges, he understood clearly that he was no match for Lone Bird.
This tiny demonic beast, no larger than a house cat, was absolutely one of the most terrifying beings on the Nine Heavens Continent.
After obtaining the Wuji Sword, Ye Tian had even defeated Luosen head-on in a spar, yet Lone Bird's assault had still left him in an extremely miserable state, able only to defend himself for the moment.
Qian Yu, the master of the Heavenly Ruler Sword, must have understood this as well. That was why she had so confidently entrusted Lone Bird with the task of killing Ye Tian.
Ye Tian gritted his teeth.
Although he had reached that conclusion, Ye Tian did not give up. It was a calm observation based on the current situation, not a rush of hot blood to the head.
After all, if he sensed mortal danger, Ye Tian would definitely turn and flee at the first opportunity.
The fact that he had not done so meant that he believed he still had hope of victory.
Lone Bird was stronger than him, but not strong enough to crush him outright. Its current advantage was merely a narrow edge.
Ye Tian raised his sword. Immortal energy surged within him, making him seem like