Liu Shaoqiu’s eyes changed as he slashed out with his sword. With a bang, a torrential amount of sword qi inundated the battlefield, creating multiple minute spatial cracks that then scattered like raindrops.

Liu Shaoqiu was astonished, as a casual finger strike from Yun had actually stopped his attack from proceeding.

Yun was also stunned. “Not bad. Again.” She tapped out once more, but this time, she used two fingers. An even sharper blade of energy composed of wind sliced through the air at Liu Shaoqiu. No explanation was required, as the wind blade shredded the void as it sped towards Liu Shaoqiu.

Countless watched on, dumbfounded. Just Yun’s finger alone could execute an attack that could rival the Thirteen Swords! How could such a terrifying battle technique exist?

Liu Shaoqiu did not dare to be careless here, and he seriously swung his sword as vast amounts of sword qi shot out from the void to collide against the wind blade. Suddenly, just like the previous battle, the entire battlefield was reduced to a state of ruin. Liu Shaoqiu’s Second Sword offset the wind blade, but he was still at a disadvantage.

When had the Thirteen Swords ever been suppressed to such an extent?

Countless disciples of the Sword Sect were confused by what they were seeing. They were fully aware of just how powerful the formidable Thirteen Swords were, but its first two swords had been easily dissolved by this...