Whiz! Whiz! Whiz…
Forty treasured swords madly pursued Xia Tianyi, intent on blasting him out of the sky.
Xia Tianyi moved through the air as if on flat ground, leaping and displaying marvelous swordsmanship, drawing the forty treasured swords into his sword stance with the wind of his blade.
His dual swords were as quick as the wind and as fierce as thunderclaps, with rolling thunderclouds gathering, darkening the skies over Chang An.
Boom—
The booming of thunder was deafening as Xia Tianyi used Lu Ziwei's sword to create a massive tornado, shaking the whole of Chang An.
"All Under Heaven Facing East."
Su Yie muttered to himself, while Li Huahun also squinted his eyes.
Amidst the thunder and lightning and the sword wind, Xia Tianyi transformed into countless afterimages, seemingly practicing a sword technique on his own, dazzling to behold.
