He clenched his fingers!
Crack!
The sword qi shattered!
The handsome man: ???
A thought of "impossible" flooded his mind.
Meanwhile, Song Cheng looked up.
Style Four, Nightmare Spell.
If Shadowless was fast, then the Nightmare Spell was not only fast but also brought with it a certain indescribable twist and dreaminess.
In that instant, the blind Ghost Servant felt an overwhelming murderous aura surge over, struggling to resist, his hand, originally poised to draw his sword, slowly drooped down.
Song Cheng strolled to his side and casually slayed him with a sword.
The handsome man hurriedly stopped dancing.
The invisible Ghost Servants and the two Medicinal Humans all recovered and attacked Song Cheng from all directions.
Style Five, Cloud Trace.
Song Cheng drew his blade.
This strike was strange.
It did not slash forward or backward but cut a circle of mist around him.
Every wisp of mist was Blade Qi.
The blade light delayed, expanding violently like clouds.
