"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
A string of air-rending sounds rang out from behind him. Tong Chuan, who had been about to continue speaking, was suddenly ambushed by a barrage of attacks.
"Heh, so you've finally made your move?"
"Even if Tong is injured, I am not someone a mere Nascent Soul cultivator like you can scheme against."
"Giant Que—Sword Sweeps Rivers and mountains, Shattering Heaven's Gates!"
Tong Chuan gave a disdainful snort. Before even turning around, a broad, heavy flying sword abruptly rang as it flew from behind him.
The flying sword was a full seven inches wide, its entire body gleaming with black mystic light. At its guard were two gilded characters: "Giant Que."
The Giant Que flying sword trembled, and its vast spiritual power instantly transformed into sword qi that filled the sky, forming behind him a wall as impregnable as a city of gold.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
The myriad sword qi Su Shi'er had unleashed fell, and the sword qi from both sides crashed against one another, canceling each other out without either gaining an inch.
"Well? What other tricks do you have? Bring them all out..."
His brow twitching, Tong Chuan slowly turned around.
Before he could finish speaking, a streak of red light carrying scorching heat rushed straight at his face.
Su Shi'er's sword qi had been blocked, but the Southern Bright Leaving Fire dispersed among that sword qi was formless yet tangible. It passed directly through Tong Chuan's sword defense and rushed toward his body.
"Hm? Southern Bright Leaving Fire?"
Tong Chuan's expression changed slightly. As soon as the words left his mouth, he saw countless bolts of lightning weave into a net, radiating an astonishing aura of destruction as they burst from the flames.
"There's Lightning Law too? No... that's not ordinary Lightning Law.