Zhang Yichu, in the sky, spoke deliberately, his voice thunderous, and the red and turquoise divine light swirling around him was too intense for anyone to watch directly.
Rolling golden clouds surged violently, engulfing Zhang Yichu's figure, but soon after, the red and turquoise divine light burst through the golden sea of clouds, moving with an unstoppable might towards Golden Mountain.
The fierce power of the Three-Five Swords of Zhānxié was beyond imagination.
Li Yan was deeply trapped in the side effects of performing the "Qilian Swordsmanship" and hadn't recovered yet when a streak of blue light instantly appeared in front of him.
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Lady Dan grasped Li Yan's wrist and channeled a stream of warm, smooth energy into him before she asked, "Feeling better? This sword art is too domineering, and you didn't have the assurance of a preemptive strike. You should be more cautious in using it."
