Creak!
Creak!
A strange sound came from the spiritual formation.
"It's working!"
Chen Xin was overjoyed. Although he did not break the spiritual formation, he could sense that it was trembling. Under the bombardment of the sword qi, the ripples produced were even more effective than the Spiritual Energy Cannons used by the Mystic Yang soldiers.
"Swordsmen, listen up. Condense your sword qi and summon the heavenly sword!"
Chen Xin's expression turned grave as he raised the Ice Soul Sword high above his head, causing an icy sword aura to gather above him.
Meanwhile, all the Swordsmen pointed their swords at Chen Xin. Waves of white sword qi shot out from their swords and gathered above Chen Xin.
"What a powerful sword qi!"
Huang Shang's eyes were filled with surprise as he looked at the expanding sword qi above Chen Xin's head.
