When Lan Yudie cried out in alarm, a short blade had already flown from her hand, shooting straight at the sword light. But the sword light was incredibly fast, and her strike cut through empty air.
The sharp sword light flashed before Lu Ye in an instant. An unprecedented sense of crisis welled up from his heart. At that moment, his entire body turned ice-cold, as though the breath of death had enveloped him completely.
At the critical juncture between life and death, a Defense Spirit Pattern, larger and more solid than usual, appeared before him. Almost at the same instant, the sword light struck.
Crack...
The sturdy Defense Spirit Pattern only blocked the sword light for a brief moment before shattering with a bang. Even though Lu Ye desperately poured Spiritual Power into it, he could not stabilize it.
Fortunately, that fleeting obstruction gave him enough time to twist his body aside.
The sword light grazed past him. Lu Ye felt a faint sting at his neck.
Without pausing or hesitating, he was just about to charge forward with his blade when another gust of force came from behind his head.
He hurriedly summoned another Defense Spirit Pattern behind him.
Crack...
The Spiritual Pattern shattered. He rolled across the ground, feeling a surge of force sweep over his head. When he looked up, it was that very sword light.
Buzz...
The sword light hummed, changed direction, and came at him for the third time. Lu Ye focused completely. This thing possessed the strongest killing power he had ever encountered, bar none. If he were struck by it carelessly, he would undoubtedly die!
Just as Lu Ye stared at the sword light and prepared to activate a Defense Spirit Pattern at the right moment, a scream suddenly rang out nearby.