Ying Xinghe grasped his long halberd, and his entire being seemed to merge with the weapon, their auras connected, doubling the might.
The halberd swept across with a slash, heading straight for the nine incoming black ink swords.
The power of the ink swords was alarming; at the moment of collision with the halberd, they unleashed terrifying force, impacting Ying Xinghe's flesh and body.
But Ying Xinghe was exceedingly tough, withstanding the force with his flesh, his halberd ripping through sword after sword, inching closer to Huangfu Yunchuan.
This scene elicited cheers from the many martial artists of Sea Moon City.
Huangfu Yunchuan's expression grew somber; he had underestimated his opponent, not expecting him to be so strong.
"Remember my name too! I am Prince Ying Xinghe of Qing Nation! The one who will defeat you is me!" Ying Xinghe laughed loudly, his halberd's momentum growing stronger, as the shadow of an Evil Beast emerged with a roar.
