Xue An sidestepped to dodge.
Yet, Yi Guyun wouldn't let him off easily, a slight shake of the hand transformed the cloud pillar into a long whip, striking from behind.
Xue An flickered slightly, narrowly evading the blow.
Yi Guyun approached aggressively, while the palm of the other hand flipped over, with the cloud qi rapidly condensing, also turning into a long whip.
Then Yi Guyun's two hands waved, creating dense whip shadows that enveloped Xue An's figure.
Initially, the piercing whistle of the long whip tearing through the air could be heard, but as Yi Guyun swung the whip faster and faster, the whistle gradually faded into nothingness.
Soon, only the countless phantom layers of long whips could be seen piling upon one another, completely obscuring Xue An's form.
Shu Jingchu's expression slightly changed.
Yi Guyun's aggressive attack was undeniable, and it was uncertain whether he could overcome this flurry.
