"Fellow Daoists, do not be careless~" Qian Mo's face never relaxed. He cautiously warned the two of them while once again driving his magic power, intending to shatter the flying sword manifested by Lu Ruochang!
Just then, a needle-like streak of sword light stabbed out from the Nascent Soul hand. From that flaw, even more sword lights surged forth like a swarm!
"Buzz~" After a moment of silence, a tremendous roar erupted once more, shaking the Nascent Soul hand at the center until it swayed violently from side to side!
"Not good!" The color abruptly drained from Qian Mo's face. The Nascent Soul hand looked as though it were about to collapse and slip out of control!
Just as Qian Mo cried out in alarm, the Nascent Soul hand instantly lost its connection with his divine sense. With a ground-shaking series of explosions, the emerald-green flying sword imprisoned within the Nascent Soul hand burst free. The entire Nascent Soul hand collapsed, and surging shockwaves soared into the sky. Not only did the Foundation Establishment cultivators retreat in panic—even Qian Mo backed away in alarm!
Qian Mo's Nascent Soul hand exploded and its aura scattered, causing the two Nascent Soul hands to his left and right to be affected as well. They swayed violently. At that moment, the flying sword manifested by Lu Ruochang suddenly swept sideways. A streak of sword light flashed and struck both Nascent Soul hands at once!
"Swish~" From the two Nascent Soul hands, tiny slivers of sword light emerged just as before, instantly expanding...
"Rumble~~" Two thunderous explosions rang out in succession. Yuan Zhongyu's and Ji Hong's Nascent Soul hands were likewise destroyed by Lu Ruochang's coordinated myriad swords!
Across the entire battlefield, shockwaves surged into the heavens. The corpses of cultivators and swordsmen who had