The Soft Sword in Shi Yunfeng's hands was completely imbued with life, its body writhing like a snake, while the sharp tip hissed like a venomous serpent flicking its tongue, emitting a "shh shh" sound!
Just as the tip was about to sweep across Ye Xunhuan's body, Ye Xunhuan's figure dodged slightly to the side, his steps were indescribably cunning, spinning like a top, he flickered to Shi Yunfeng's back.
No sooner had Ye Xunhuan appeared behind Shi Yunfeng than Shi Yunfeng's body suddenly leaned backward, his Soft Sword lashing out at Ye Xunhuan like a long whip.
"Whoosh whoosh…"
The fierce blade wind was like the cold wind of the winter season, cutting into one's face with a painful sensation akin to being sliced with a knife.
"Swish!"
The blade passed by Ye Xunhuan, and the grass on the ground, under the blow of the Sword Qi, instantly turned to shreds.
"Swoosh!"
