The Azure Luan Sword was not particularly fast, yet Yan Ming felt a bone-chilling killing intent.
There was no doubt that she not only wanted his life, but deliberately wanted him to taste the helpless despair before death.
Yan Ming's expression changed drastically. Terrified beyond measure, he swiftly retreated.
But since he had come here to provoke them, he was clearly not unprepared.
A silver talisman suddenly appeared in his hand.
The talisman shattered, and silver light flared.
Yan Ming was enveloped in silver light. The terror on his face vanished, replaced by a sinister smile, as though he were mocking Ying Wu for overestimating herself.
"Minor Teleportation Talisman!"
Ying Wu wore the same mocking expression.
Without any visible movement from her, the Azure Luan Sword instantly burst forth with several sword shadows.
The sword shadows seemed illusory, but they moved with extreme speed. Nearly crossing space itself, they scattered in an instant and enclosed an area several miles wide.
In the next moment, Yan Ming appeared at the edge of the sword shadows' encirclement, only to be blocked by a transparent barrier so faint it was nearly imperceptible.
The sinister smile on his face instantly froze, hardening into disbelief.
Yet Ying Wu's face blossomed with an unhurried smile.
She was in no rush to attack. Turning her head, she glanced at Song Wen and said smugly, "Extreme Yin, what do you think of my Flying Sword Shadow Transformation and Sword Shadow Formation?"
"It is more than good—it is simply breathtaking," Song Wen praised.
Ying Wu's sword formation had taken shape almost in the blink of an eye, leaving Yan Ming unable to escape even after activating the Minor Teleportation Talisman.
Song Wen had never seen such a swift method of laying a formation in his life.
"Breathtaking is a