Xu Yang neither dodged nor evaded. Situ Ke was his only remaining opponent; the others had lost their combat power and posed no threat.
As for the three who had left, Hong Xiaoxing should be able to hold them off.
Right now, he could only hope that she would.
SWISH!
"Wind Tribulation Tiger Fiend!"
ROAR!
The saber strike burst forth like a demonic tiger released from its cage. The flashing blade light projected the phantom of a demonic tiger, surging with mighty demonic fiend energy and overwhelming slaughtering intent. It blasted forward with the speed of lightning and thunder.
More than half of the seventy-two Lotus Leaf Sword Blades were instantly shattered.
As the residual power of the saber strike closed in, the demonic tiger phantom let out an angry roar, swaying on the verge of collapse.
Xu Yang was secretly shocked. He thought, "What formidable strength."
He swung his saber repeatedly to parry the remaining Lotus Leaf Sword Blades, his body forced back several steps.
