Just as the treasured sword pierced into the tower's body, the tower's phantom rippled a few times and vanished into nothingness. The sword light flickered repeatedly before being extinguished as well!
"Hehe, descend! Descend!! Descend..." With confidence in his heart, the cultivator chanted the true words, and a string of pagoda phantoms instantly came crashing down, their piercing wind howling without end!
"Break!" The swordsman's expression changed slightly again. This time, his fingertips did not move; instead, he raised the entire sword art! The flying sword itself charged toward the pagoda phantoms!
"Puff puff..." A series of sounds rang out as every phantom was pierced through by the flying sword, yet the tail of the meteor-like flying sword gradually faded away!
"Rumble..." With a crisp, chilly crash, the pagoda finally descended upon the flying sword! The flying sword, seemingly exhausted of strength, was pressed down at once, like a venomous snake seized by its vital inch!
"Wuuu..." With a mournful cry, the flying sword fell from midair!
"Pfft!" The sword cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood, his mind also suffering damage!
"Receive!" The Foundation Establishment cultivator gave a savage grin. Spiritual power surged through his body, and under his control, the pagoda generated a massive vortex, forcibly drawing in the fallen flying sword and the sword cultivator himself, dragging them both several feet closer!
Senior Brother Xiang's face turned deathly pale. Knowing that he had encountered a formidable foe, he abruptly opened his mouth and sent a golden inch-long little sword flying into the damaged flying sword! A faint golden glow flickered from the flying sword!
At the same time, Senior Brother Xiang rose into the air. With a wave of his hand, the flying sword landed in his grasp.
"Kill!" Senior Brother Xiang shouted. His entire body transformed