One Sword, Ninefold—the Wuya Sword split into nine streaks of light and shot in all directions.
Immortal Qi flooded into Chen Fan's body, granting him boundless power. But the physical body had its limits. Even though it was Immortal Qi, at the late Soul Splitting stage, he simply could not wield all of its power.
Gong Jiu swept his sword sideways, instantly breaking Chen Fan's sword art. It was not that Gong Jiu could contend with Immortal Qi, but that he was too familiar with the Nine Palaces Sword Art. Knowing its weaknesses, he easily dismantled it and saved the lives of several injured experts beside him.
Left with no alternative, Chen Fan could only unleash the Snow Studio Sword Art. Yet he rarely used this sword art; it was usually meant for battles against large numbers of opponents whose individual strength was below his own. Using it now against Gong Jiu, Monkey, and the others was instead far from the best choice. But he had no choice. The Immortal Qi within him was steadily falling out of balance, and his life would soon be in danger. He had to exhaust this Immortal Qi as quickly as possible.
Whoosh!
The Wuya Sword pierced through the void, and snow swept in from every direction. In an instant, the battlefield became a world of ice and snow.
Chen Fan continued moving with the Nine Palaces Footwork. At the same time, he brought forth the Nether Bone Cold Flame and invoked Dao resonance, instantly making the Snow Studio Sword Art even more powerful as ice and snow merged into one.
One hundred and eight white flames hid amid the falling snow, their chill permeating heaven and earth.
Monkey, Gong Jiu, and the others immediately changed expression. They knew the aura of the Nether