Yang Wanyi gave a light shout. Her clothes billowed without wind, and the brilliant flame light around her stirred the air, forming a phantom mountain of fire several zhang high.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
A series of blood-red streams of Sword Qi collided with the mountain phantom, the sound deafening.
Each time a stream of Sword Qi exploded, it formed a crimson vortex, stirring up a fierce gale throughout the entire canyon.
In the span of two breaths, all the blood-red Sword Qi had vanished completely.
The flaming mountain phantom around Yang Wanyi also trembled violently, seeming as if it could collapse at any moment.
Her figure suspended in mid-air. Yang Wanyi's jade hand gestured several times, her bright pupils flashed with flame light, and the flame mountain phantom, which had been on the verge of collapse, once again blazed with great brilliance.
"Swift!"
Raising her eyes, Yang Wanyi pointed a jade finger into the void. A huge mountain phantom howled out.
