"A bunch of souls that have lost their self-awareness and only know slaughter are not worthy of making me dodge!" Nuo Stan sneered, waving his right hand as countless dark purple feathers emerged once again.
These feathers quickly converged into a vast expanse of demonic fire, rushing towards the three Dragon Soul Guards. If Song Jian were here now, he would have recognized it as the Demonic Fire Array that Nuo Stan had previously deployed. It was from this array that Song Jian had gleaned the key to arranging arrays using the Spirit Sword as material.
Lightning and thunderous flames kept bombarding Nuo Stan, but above his head, a string of "MISS" or "-1" kept appearing, as if some invisible mysterious force was protecting him, rendering these impressive bolts of lightning and thunderous flames completely unable to touch him in the slightest, not even breaking his most basic defense.
