Accompanied by the breaking of the last layer of the soil wall, dust and smoke billowed into the sky, and a vague human figure emerged within it, surrounded by golden sword light that obscured the face.
The Tianfeng Taoist lightly tapped his sword, and the shadow formed by the Heavenly Demon Slayer Sword continued to engulf the other party.
However, the figure retreated like a butterfly zigzagging through flowers, miraculously stepping on the dust and smoke to escape the shadow's encirclement with an unbelievable movement technique.
Tianfeng Taoist frowned and tapped his sword repeatedly. The shadows that covered the ground undulated violently, suddenly becoming like a porcupine.
Countless Shadow Swords shot out like black bolts of lightning, aiming at the silhouette that had leaped into mid-air.
Faced with this unavoidable onslaught, a chuckle came from within the dust and smoke.
