"Hehe, Sword Friend Yuan Qing!" Ying Chao flew over and said with a smile, "That Quanjin Mountain cultivator surnamed Tu was truly sinister! He actually took advantage of the moment when you had just exhausted your sword essence to launch a sneak attack! It was only natural that you could not kill him!"
Hearing Ying Chao mention killing Tu Hong, Yuan Qing once again found it hard to save face. To tell the truth, he had indeed looked down on Tu Hong a little just now. He had wanted to toy with him, display the might of the Sky-Reaching Sword Sect before all those sword cultivators and bird cultivators, and also vent a little of the resentment in his heart for the sword cultivation sects whose disciples had died over the past few days. But... everything seemed to have gone beyond his expectations!
"Sigh, Yuan has still underestimated these Dao Sect cultivators!" Yuan Qing admitted helplessly with a sigh. "In a straightforward contest, they are certainly no match for us sword cultivators, but their unfathomable secret arts and incantations truly give one a headache!"
"Indeed!" Ling Yunwu also flew over at this time and said with a smile, "If not for that, how could a Thunder Control Sect disciple have disguised himself as a Foundation Establishment cultivator and frightened a whole host of sword cultivators? If not for that, how could Ling have summoned more than a dozen Illusion Sword Swordsmen at once to deal with this Thunder Control Sect disciple?"
"Mhm." Yuan Qing seemed to feel deeply sympathetic, and immediately regarded Ling Yunwu with great pity. He then asked, "That Golden Core cultivator just now was not the one Sword Friend Ling was looking for, was he?"
"No!" Ling Yunwu shook his head. "That man was dressed in military