Long Chen’s jagged saber danced in the air. After that, qi waves soared and rumbled. Like the wings of a bee, countless saber-images appeared in the air one after another, blocking the attacks of two people.

Leng Yueyan and Ming Cangyue were like butterflies flitting between flowers. Their movements were completely ephemeral and impossible to grasp. Also, their bone swords came from all directions. Every attack was sharp and accurate, as well as perfectly timed. Previously, Long Chen had to be stabbed at least once for every ten attacks.

Now, he had been fighting them for an hour without bleeding. He was growing stronger and stronger, attacking more and defending less. He was finally starting to become capable of blocking their attacks.

BOOM!

Long Chen’s jagged sword suddenly exploded. As for Leng Yueyan’s sword, it pointed right at Long Chen’s chest...