"Shing!"
The instant before the flying sword struck Mu Yun, he abruptly drew his long saber.
But instead of swinging it at the flying sword, he swept the arm gripping its hilt in a circle before him.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
With that sweep, hundreds of silver blade shadows whirled out with a roar, following the motion of his arm.
From afar, it looked as though a silver dragon formed from silver blade shadows had appeared before Mu Yun.
With a thunderous bang, the silver dragon formed from blade shadows swallowed and shredded the sword light of Bai Che's flying sword.
"Whoosh!"
The instant the sword light shattered, Mu Yun gripped his saber's hilt with both hands, burst out of the sky full of blade shadows, and slashed at Bai Che.
Yet Bai Che did not look overly alarmed. Holding his scabbard horizontally in one hand, he raised a sword finger with the other and pointed at Mu Yun, crying sharply, "Sword, Emerge!"
As his words fell, a barrage of whooshes erupted, tearing through the formation.
Countless streaks of sword light flew from Bai Che's scabbard, finally gathering into a rushing current that cascaded like a waterfall and crashed straight toward Mu Yun.
"Shing!"
But with the sudden eruption of a blade cry, countless silver blade shadows scattered like startled birds in a mountain forest, bursting apart the sword light cascading down like a waterfall.
"Whoosh!"
The moment the sword light shattered, Mu Yun charged out of those countless silver blade shadows, saber gripped in both hands, and slashed at Bai Che's neck.
"Sword Returns Like a Mountain!"
But just as the saber was about to sever Bai Che's head, Bai Che suddenly gripped his scabbard with both hands and shouted.
In an instant, all the countless streaks of sword light