Song Jian looked at Lan Ling, a cold smirk appearing on his face. With a light tap of his foot, he soared into the air, his hand gripping the Sky-breaking Sword that shimmered with fierce Sword Qi;
"Take my first strike and see if you can still save your life. If you manage to survive, we can discuss other matters!" Song Jian called out in a low voice;
Ready to unleash the Thousand Swords Art, with a light shout, dozens of Spirit Swords floated beside Song Jian. Lan Ling's face turned pale with fright as she cursed under her breath, "Damn it, another sword maniac!"
Seeing the Spirit Swords covering the sky and heading her way, Lan Ling made a quick decision, bit her lip, and ripped off a jade necklace she wore around her neck, starting to chant a spell in a low voice;
After a few strange syllables, Lan Ling tossed the necklace into the air and shouted lowly, "Mirror Flower Water Moon, protect!"
