However, he had just leaped up when eight swords shimmering with piercing Sword Qi were already howling towards him.
"Clang clang clang..."
The burly man in the hemp robe swung his blade, exploding a swath of blade light along the corridor. He wielded his large back chopping blade as if no wind could enter its sweep, nor could water splash through, protecting his vital body parts while selectively knocking all eight attacking swords away.
Not far away, Xiang Wudi, who had just landed on the roof ridge of a three-story pavilion, holding a spear, saw this and sneered, "Is that all?"
"Is that the best you could do?"
Yang Tiansheng burst into laughter as he caught the jeer, his arms suddenly shaking upward, hands clapping together, "Unite the Swords!"
The eight scattered swords responded by flying into the air, merging into one large treasure sword, instantly their cutting aura surged!
"Slash!"
