Wen Xuan and the other two were discussing how to deplete Ying Wu's spiritual power as quickly as possible without excessively draining their own.
Suddenly, they saw Ying Wu actually leave the sword formation of her own accord. Holding a flying sword, she unleashed crescent-shaped sword radiance after sword radiance, shattering the water dragons still racing through the sky. At the same time, she rapidly closed in on them.
Smiles immediately appeared on Wen Xuan and Xi Fei's faces.
"Ying Wu, since you are seeking your own death, we shall grant your wish."
Wen Xuan once again drove the giant pillar toward Ying Wu.
Xi Fei, meanwhile, abandoned the seemingly mighty endless water dragons.
The streams of light bursting from the flower basket converged, condensing into a hundred-zhang azure dragon.
As for Gu Huang, his face instantly twisted into a savage grimace, his teeth grinding together like a ferocious beast poised to choose someone to devour.
"Ying Wu, you actually used the Grand Void Sword Formation to protect someone else while putting yourself in danger alone. You truly are... deeply devoted to him!"
Before Gu Huang's roar had faded, his flying sword was already streaking toward Ying Wu like a burning meteor, trailing boundless fury and madness.
The blade of the flying sword in Ying Wu's hand flickered with cold blue light, sharp and icy, like frost and snow.
This flying sword was her true life-bound magical treasure.
"Azure Luan Sword, slash!"
With Ying Wu's soft cry, the flying sword in her hand soared into the air.
"Screech!"
The flying sword actually let out a piercing cry.
A gigantic phantom bird wreathed entirely in azure flames spread its wings and flew forth, meeting the azure dragon head-on.
The dragon roared, blue cold light blazing all over its body as it