Puff puff puff!!
Countless sword lights flashed, and beneath Lin Xin's gaze, they disappeared into the gray fog in the blink of an eye.
But what was strange was that although the five clumps of gray fog were pierced by hundreds of swords in an instant, they merely dispersed slightly like real mist, becoming more sparse.
There was no damage at all, and they reformed into human shapes not far away.
"Rushing Thunder Sword!? This is also the Rushing Thunder Sword?!!" A sharp voice came out from one of the clumps of gray fog.
Listening to the voice, it was clearly Wan Xin, the girl who had been disguised just now.
Lin Xin let out a cold laugh, although somewhat surprised that his opponent was unharmed, he had merely used the Rushing Thunder Sword Technique without employing any other power.
Since mere physical attacks were useless, it was time to try something else.
He took a step forward and bent slightly.
Chi!!
