The endless power pushed the shield made of red thread, and it hit Mr. Zhixing together with the sword Qi.
The thin air currents criss-crossed, disintegrating the shield made of Red Shadows.
Mr. Zhixing's chest seemed to have been hit hard, and his back arched. A large amount of spiritual power broke through his defense and tore the red net apart.
The flying sword Qi instantly cut open several wounds on his body, and blood gushed out.
Wu ... Mr. Zhixing groaned in pain. It was obvious that song qingxiao's attack had caught him off guard.
Song qingxiao wanted to raise her sword again, but Madam waxiang had already reacted. She formed another seal with her hands, and the shadow of her raised arm was instantly fixed in place.
In the blink of an eye, Shi Qi's eight small swords found an opportunity.
