Wuya always acted decisively, never dawdling or dragging his feet. Having confirmed that Chen Xiaolian would definitely not join, he didn't hesitate any longer and immediately initiated his setup.
During their conversation, Wuya had secretly infused the Metal Qi of Geng into the bridge's structure, refining every steel bar within the concrete, smelting them into dozens of longswords.
As soon as the sword array was complete, Wuya leaped onto a flying sword. With a flick of his sword technique with his right hand, all the flying swords around him sliced towards Chen Xiaolian like flowing water!
Their light shone like lightning!
Chen Xiaolian clenched his blade tightly, flipping away the leading longsword that flew at him, but his palm tingled with pain from the impact. Before he could even feel surprised, the second flying sword had already followed closely behind.
