"Crack, crack, crack~" A string of explosions rang out in midair, like firecrackers lit by children! The hundred-odd fireballs shattered the moment they touched the sword light, sliced apart by the interweaving azure and red sword lights, unable to halt their advance! Yet as the fireballs burst, the radiance of the sword lights dimmed as well, and their sword qi weakened!
"Aah~" Miserable cries rose from among the Cheng Ye Sect disciples. More than a dozen Qi Refining disciples' formation had been breached by the azure and red sword lights. Like grass-cutting blades, the two-colored sword lights swept across their necks, waists, even their legs! Wherever the azure and red sword lights passed through their fleshly bodies, their bodies were cleaved apart. Blood burst forth, and corpses fell from the sky!
"Phantoms? Right, phantoms..." A mid-Foundation Establishment disciple watched helplessly as a red sword light slashed toward the center of his brow, and his soul nearly fled his body! Yet when the sword light fell, he sensed no anomaly at all. He immediately realized that the countless azure and red sword lights covering dozens of miles were not all real sword lights—some were phantoms created by the sword array!
But just as the disciple shouted this out, two more sword lights flew toward him as a pair. He hurriedly activated his magic treasure to block them! The magic treasure was forcibly cleaved with a fine crack by the sword lights. They were clearly no phantoms. The disciple was plunged into utter despair. Yes, even if one knew there were phantoms among the sword lights, what could one do? Could one refrain from pouring out spiritual power to block every sword light?
And even if one exhausted all one's strength to activate spiritual power and block them, how many Yin Yang