"Fellow Daoist Jiang, your turn." Song Wen looked at Jiang Wanyue with a radiant smile.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Wanyue's gaze turned icy. The sword before her instantly tore through the air, hurtling straight at Song Wen's face.
Song Wen, however, had a move of his own.
Spiritual light flickered between his brows, instantly condensing into Nine Transparent Blades.
"A soul attack?"
Facing the nine transparent blades shooting toward her, Jiang Wanyue's pupils contracted sharply, and she flashed backward once more.
At the same time, an exquisite bronze bell appeared before her.
The bronze bell was only two fingers in size. As it swayed gently, it gave off a crisp chime and condensed a luminous white barrier that enveloped the hundred yards around Jiang Wanyue.
Yet the barrier failed to stop the nine transparent blades.
The nine transparent blades struck one after another.
The first shattered the instant it struck the barrier, but several cracks also appeared in the barrier.
Then came the second, and the third.
The fourth transparent blade pierced straight through the crack-riddled barrier and plunged between Jiang Wanyue's brows.
The remaining five did the same.
Jiang Wanyue let out a muffled groan, a trace of pain showing between her brows.
Meanwhile, Song Wen used great sun golden flame and World-Annihilating Divine Thunder to block the flying sword.
Jiang Wanyue gave Song Wen a dark look, then turned and fled without the slightest hesitation.
Song Wen sprang forward to pursue her, only to stop abruptly.
Jiang Wanyue fled extremely fast. Although Song Wen had a way to catch her, he was not confident he could kill her.
The battle had consumed a considerable amount of Song Wen's immortal essence. It was unwise to remain entangled with her, lest further trouble arise. After all, Jiang Wanyue had the Xiao Household