The sound of clashing swords erupted in the front, as that person deflected the flying blades one by one with their arm, sparks flying.
However.
Dozens of sword blades still flew past her, shooting towards Zhou An.
Kneeling on the ground, Zhou An felt himself being lifted, quickly retreating to evade the flying blades.
"If you come any slower, I might be done for!" Zhou An sobbed, holding Su Changxing tightly.
Su Changxing looked at him and said somewhat helplessly, "Aren't you still alive? Get down first."
"Okay."
"Don't wipe your nose on me."
"Okay."
Zhou An slumped onto the ground, looking back to see the sword array forming again, enveloping Hua san:
"That sword array's power is immense; I almost died in it earlier. Is she really her opponent?"
Su Changxing looked up, noticing the sword array's extraordinary structure, formed by the overlapping of more than ten domains.
