Nearly a Hundred Sword Qi had gathered around Huang Xiao. Every strand was incomparably sharp, unlike certain cultivation methods that could create countless illusions and feints, with perhaps only a single real move hidden among countless illusory ones.
Feng Jing's sword qi was all incomparably sharp. There was no question of real or false; every strand was genuine sword qi.
Huang Xiao was now trapped in an invisible cage of sword qi. However formidable his footwork might be, he could hardly move a step.
This is bad. This sword qi seems to follow some kind of formation, too. Besides trapping the opponent, this Sword Qi Formation ensures that sword qi can last longer after leaving the body. I can't break moves and formations like these in such a short time. Huang Xiao was already somewhat at a loss. Even if he launched a Divine Sense attack now, it would probably be of little use.
Feng Jing was still fairly far away, and his strength far surpassed Zhen Heng's. Whether a Divine Sense attack would work was unknown.
Even if it did, its effect would probably be poor.
Even if Feng Jing really was distracted for a moment, Huang Xiao might not be able to escape safely. It was very possible that the Hundred Sword Qi around him, originally controlled by Feng Jing, would slip out of control and swiftly enter a Rampage. Standing at their center, Huang Xiao would still be the one to suffer in the end.
Huang Xiao felt that he would have to put everything he had into blocking any single strand of sword qi here, and even then, he might not succeed.
The Heavenly Demon Subduing Tiger Fist he had just unleashed at his full strength had been shattered in an instant by Feng Jing's sword