"Buzz—" Countless sword pillars descended again, smashing onto the small sword before Lu Ruochang. After the little sword let out a ringing cry, sword light burst forth, and a gigantic Phoenix Sword Intent formed once more!
"Strike—" Qian Mo glanced at Yuan Zhongyu and Ji Hong, then was the first to cast a hand seal. The Bagua shape formed from Thunder Water rotated slightly and slowly flew toward the not-yet-formed Phoenix Sword Intent. An extreme confinement and an indescribable deterrence arose from the Thunder Water, firmly shrouding the Phoenix Sword Intent!
"Split—" Lu Ruochang paid no heed to Qian Mo's attack. She recited a sword formula, and the flying sword within the Phoenix Sword Intent gave a slight tremble. Two equally emerald-green little swords emerged from the body of the Phoenix Sword Intent and flew out, their tips pointing directly at Yuan Zhongyu and Ji Hong!
This method of transforming flying swords was somewhat similar to Xiao Hua's!
"Buzz—" As the two flying swords emerged, the sword pillars that had previously rushed into the sky likewise crashed down. Amid the ringing cries of the two flying swords, two Phoenix Sword Intents identical to the one in the middle formed at the same time!
"Hiss—" Yuan Zhongyu and Ji Hong could not help drawing sharp breaths. If this had been an ordinary fight, there was no need to say more—they would have turned and fled immediately, running as far as they could while secretly praying that this Illusion Sword Rank Three female swordswoman would not catch them. But now, tens of thousands of cultivators were still locked in slaughter. They... could only grit their teeth and face the battle!
"Kill!" Yuan Zhongyu's body swayed again. He was swift without losing steadiness, and his footwork did not dare err in the slightest.