Tss!
Fang Qing raised a hand, and a streak of sword light shot out. Amid the starry sky, a strand of Sword Qi suddenly unfurled, transforming into countless threads of sword light.
It was none other than the peerless sword art, "Sword-Refined Threads"!
"Pointless, sword cultivator... It's not as if I've never killed one before."
Heart-Eroding Wanderer's face twisted into a vicious grin. His "Black Spirit Threads" were laced with deadly poison, especially adept at piercing through spell barriers—and they could even corrupt magical treasures!
Even a sword cultivator's flying sword would lose most of its spirituality in no time if ensnared by his Black Spirit Threads.
But when the threads of sword light clashed head-on with the Black Spirit Threads, a startling sight appeared.
Pfft!
One strand of sword light after another crossed past, and the Black Spirit Threads snapped apart in an instant, as if they were made of paper!
"No! Impossible!"
Heart-Eroding Wanderer's hair fell loose around his face, his expression filled with disbelief. He hastily formed another hand seal.
The two-headed serpent formed from his flying fork swooped down, while he himself quietly retreated.
His demonic art had yet to completely corrupt his Dao Heart. Faced with an enemy he could not overcome, naturally he would simply flee.
"Brother Bai?"
Wang Ziqin and Wang Zixuan had already fallen into despair. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help feeling as if they had escaped certain death.
"Too weak! Too weak!"
Fang Qing shook his head. If a sword cultivator's lifebound flying sword could be corrupted so easily, wouldn't the sword cultivators of the Breath-Nourishing Dao all be wiped out?
That "Slay-Break-Wolf" had undergone three transformations in form, and could shift between the tangible and intangible. When condensed, it was a blade of incredibly sharp metal Qi—how could it