The Nebula Sword aura projected a vivid phantom that was teeming with spirituality, sensing the formidable threat of the deep black Wind and Thunder Sword aura. The nebula swirled, and several meteor-like sword auras tore through the starry sky, aiming at Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan was unfazed. He wielded the Wind Thunder Sword, countering the incoming meteor sword aura along with numerous deep black sword lights.
A squelching noise echoed.
The first meteor sword aura shattered with a crashing sound, countless tiny sword auras exploded like fireworks, blending into the ordinary sword auras that filled the sky.
The Wind Thunder Sword didn't lose momentum. Like a fleeing antelope, it swiftly adjusted and moved on to meet the second meteor sword aura.
