"Swoosh..."
Feng Juan's hands erupted with black, ghostly light from the two short blades, emitting a destructive aura, replete with intense killing intent.
The knife light was dense and the murderous aura was like a vast sea, intertwining into a net, instantly enveloping everything below.
Xue Wuming had not expected that these two would really dare to attempt to kill him; he hastily summoned the Superior Immortal Artifact, the Snow Slaughter Sword, and tore through the net of blades.
Su Hang seized the moment when the strength on Xue Wuming's sword weakened, brandishing the Thunder Magnetic Immortal Blade and bringing it down with a sweep.
"Crack!"
The Snow Slaughter Sword broke.
The Thunder Magnetic Immortal Blade continued its descent, its sharp edge fully revealed, and, just as it was about to cleave through Xue Wuming's head, Xue Bingyue raised her hand and whisked Xue Wuming away, leaving the Thunder Magnetic Immortal Blade chopping through empty space.
