"Hmph! Courting death!" Xiang Ming sneered. Light also flashed around his body as the Dharma power within his Golden Core surged into the Nascent Soul hand. The Nascent Soul hand shook again, even casting layer upon layer of phantom images. Its great hand seized precisely at the flying swords transformed from the two Illusion Sword Second Rank swords!
Boom, boom, boom! Massive roars thundered out, accompanied by an unending string of air-piercing shattering sounds. The radiance was dazzling and the noise shrill. Not only Li Zongbao and Fairy Hongxia—even Dexun, Xiong Huasong, and the others felt a piercing pain arise in their divine senses, as though they had been wounded by those azure and crimson sword lights!
"Not good!" Xiang Ming cried out sharply. With a boom, Yang Jiuding's and Xiu Jie's flying swords blasted a foot-long gap through the thumb of the Nascent Soul hand! The instant the gap appeared, it began expanding uncontrollably, and the entire Nascent Soul hand showed signs of collapse!
How could Xiang Ming dare to delay? He desperately urged his true essence, causing light to flicker across the Nascent Soul hand as he tried to mend the gap!
Whoosh! The two flying swords swayed slightly, seemingly making a feint, then charged at Xiang Ming again!
"You dare!" By now, Dexun's Nascent Soul hand had already taken shape. He snorted coldly and reached for the two flying swords as well...
Who would have thought that just as Dexun's Nascent Soul hand stretched forward, the two flying swords abruptly turned and shot toward Ji Hong, who was farthest from Xiang Ming!
"This is bad!" Ji Hong's Nascent Soul hand had already suffered heavy damage during her battle with Lu Ruochang. Though she had just summoned it, its rate of absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi could