Three Thousand Moonbeams, Burning Heaven Blazing Fire

Just as Zhou Shan's fist force was about to strike, Yue Ling had already drifted lightly away.

Bang!

A dull explosion of fist force rang out.

Zhou Shan's punch missed, its force smashing into the arena floor and making the entire platform tremble slightly.

"What?"

At the sight, Zhou Shan's pupils contracted, his face filled with astonishment.

He had never expected Yue Ling's movement technique to be so strange.

In the instant Zhou Shan was distracted, his entire body tensed.

Whoosh!

Before Zhou Shan could react, a biting sword gleam drifted in from the side.

It was Yue Ling's sword. Its blade was thin as a cicada's wing, its surface flowing with the cold radiance of moonlight.

A peak Quasi-Immortal Artifact, the Moonlight Sword!

At a glance, that incoming sword gleam seemed elusive and unsteady, apparently slow, yet in truth swift to the utmost extreme.

"Ah?"

Zhou Shan's expression changed drastically.

In his haste, he crossed his arms before himself. Streams of earth-colored protective Qi instantly gathered before him, forming a shield of light.

Clang!

At that moment, Yue Ling's Moonlight Sword struck directly against the protective Qi shield, producing a crisp ring.

"It blocked it?"

Seeing the Moonlight Sword stopped, Zhou Shan was first startled, then inwardly relieved.

But just then, the Sword Qi that had struck the protective Qi shield suddenly split apart.

"Three Thousand Moonbeams, Thousand Moon Illusion Kill!"

With Yue Ling's delicate cry, the Sword Qi pressed against the protective Qi shield transformed into dozens of moonlight-like sword shadows, stabbing toward Zhou Shan from every direction at once.

"What?"

Seeing this, Zhou Shan's mind shook violently, his face full of disbelief.

He had never imagined that Yue Ling's sword strike contained such marvelous changes.

Before Zhou Shan could respond, he felt faint stinging pain erupt all