Whoosh!
Nine white bone swords suddenly cleaved down.
Qingyun Zhenren was shocked, clenching the Qingyun Sword in his hands as he condensed dozens of fiery blue sword shields around his body.
Clang!
The nine white bone swords surrounded him, like a school of fish preying on helpless food, nibbling away the blue sword shields on the surface.
"Ah!"
Accompanied by a scream, Qingyun Zhenren was struck down, sword and all, like a meteor crashing to the ground, his robe bursting open, leaving him without the strength to fight any longer.
"That's a wrap!"
With a thought from Ye Feng, the nine white bone swords returned to his side, one carrying him while the rest circled protectively.
"You lost, hand over the Qingyun Jade," Ye Feng said indifferently, extending his hand to Qingyun Zhenren on the ground.
