Song Yan had no obligation to trade "moves" with this man. The most advantageous way to handle the situation was to thin their numbers as quickly as possible.
Within the Sword Mansion of the Dao-Subduing, surging sword Qi rushed along the meridians of his left hand and finally gathered at his fingertip.
In an instant, a condensed strand of azure sword Qi shot forth. Even with his False Core Realm strength, Shen Yu could not dodge and took the blow squarely.
Pfft.
The sword Qi pierced the protective spirit light Shen Yu had hastily gathered without the slightest resistance and drove into his right shoulder.
Yet the instant it entered his body, the sword Qi did not unleash any terrifying might. Instead, it broke apart and scattered.
Countless fragments of sword Qi, as fine as gossamer yet incomparably sharp, darted like swimming fish through Shen Yu's flesh.
"Aaargh!"
Shen Yu let out a piercing scream. Agony instantly swept through his entire body, and he felt countless tiny swords cutting and churning simultaneously through his right side.
His meridians were severed inch by inch. His vast False Core Realm spiritual power began to slip out of control, rampaging through his body.
In the blink of an eye, those fragments of sword Qi burst out of his body, gathering in wispy strands above his head and gradually forming a greenish-blue sword-ray.
Terror filled Shen Yu's heart. His body trembled slightly and his face turned deathly pale. Enduring the agony, he flew backward while forming a Dao hand seal.
But to his horror, he discovered that the azure sword-ray moved almost in tandem with him.
"What kind of sorcery is this?!"
The several method formulas he had unleashed earlier brought forth two streaks of spiritual light, seemingly a law artifact and a spirit