At that Green Mountain Sword Trial years ago, Gu Han had tried to pin down Jing Jiu's Universe Edge with Locking Clear Autumn, but had failed.
Could this female disciple of Qingrong Peak also know Locking Clear Autumn?
Countless eyes fell on Mei Li. She said calmly, "This is our Qingrong Peak's Sword Net Technique."
Indeed, many had already noticed that the sword intent flowing from between Ping Yongjia's fingers was exceptionally fine and supple, more like invisible sword strings woven together in an extraordinarily intricate fashion, like a net.
Whether Fang Xingwai's flying sword was a plum branch winding its way forward or anything else, once it fell into that net, it was like an insect caught in a spiderweb. How could it fly away?
While everyone was discussing this, Fang Xingwai also felt the bog-like resistance transmitted from his flying sword. Intense unease rose within him, and he knew he had to regain control at once.
He could no longer spare any anger for this junior sister's deliberate pretense of being pitiful. He rapidly circulated his sword essence to wrest back his flying sword, while bringing together the index and middle fingers of his right hand to form a sword seal, preparing to follow immediately with the most powerful killing move in the Seven Plum Sword Art!
Only now did Ping Yongjia realize that he had actually caught his opponent's flying sword. He was rejoicing when he suddenly felt a tremendous force surge from it. The sword began trembling violently, faintly radiating killing intent.
He froze for a moment, then felt delight rather than alarm. I know this one!
Back on Divine End Peak, he had been unable to practice with a sword and had been terribly bored. Senior Brother Yuan Qu had not had a real sword