The white sword marks left by Jin Xian cutting through the air had solidified midair, seemingly slicing the air in half, unable to close up again as the reversed flow of True Qi emitted a howling sound.
The people around had long been shocked beyond measure, and those in Quanzhou City felt even more uneasy, unsure whether Jin Xian could defeat Lin Mo and Yingzi.
At that moment, Yingzi flicked her wrist, and the last purple and green Sword Lotus solidified above, bringing the total to three purple-green Sword Lotuses condensed around her.
Simultaneously, Jin Xian roared, and the chaotic sword marks suddenly converged into a giant azure dragon composed of countless Sword Lights, carrying an annihilation and solemn aura. It seemed as though a Dragon Roar was heard, charging fiercely forward.
