He Tiancheng's many phantoms and his true body attacked Zhu Yanfeng like a furious gale and driving rain. Every strike carried powerful dark and wind elements, plunging the surrounding battlefield into chaos.
Faced with this storm of attacks, Zhu Yanfeng unleashed his defensive Martial Skill at full strength.
"Stone Breathing, Third Form: Rock Body Skin!"
Despite its name, Rock Body Skin actually had nothing to do with skin. It was a Martial Skill.
As his words rang out, Zhu Yanfeng swung his two stone armor shields around himself, spinning without pause.
The two shields seemed to become his arms, merging perfectly with his body to form an impregnable defensive line.
Clang, clang, clang! As the dark wind blades struck his stone armor shields, a tremendous force drove Zhu Yanfeng backward.
Yet he did not give up. Relying on his unwavering will and formidable defenses, he weathered that force head-on.
Moreover, Zhu Yanfeng used his spinning shields to create a tornado, flinging away even more dark wind blades and thwarting He Tiancheng's attacks.
His defensive skills had reached the perfection of a furnace blazing pure blue. Whatever attack came his way, he could handle it with ease.
However, Phantom Tracelessness had more tricks than that.
At critical moments, He Tiancheng's true body could use these phantoms to briefly become invisible.
A dark shadow flashed past, and He Tiancheng's true body vanished from its original position, leaving only an illusory figure behind.
That illusory figure looked almost exactly like the real He Tiancheng, making it difficult to tell the false from the true.
Zhu Yanfeng's heart tightened. He knew this was He Tiancheng's trick.
Yet he did not panic. Instead, he drew a deep breath and prepared for the coming attack.
He understood that He Tiancheng's invisibility was only temporary. He had