"Just 'a little tricky?'"
The young man smiled faintly at Yang Jing, but a vicious glint flashed in his eyes.
He had never seen such an arrogant disciple from the Six Sects. Even a True Disciple of the Taixu Sword Sect wouldn't be this contemptuous.
The young man took out a Taiyin Seven Evils Banner, and a heavy shroud of Taiyin Seven Evils Demon Qi enveloped his body.
Whether they were cultivators from the Six Sects or Demon Cultivators from the Four Sects, the first priority when engaging a Sword Cultivator in Magical Combat was always self-protection. Sword Cultivators were simply too fast. A single moment of carelessness could result in a Flying Sword piercing one's skull, leading to a bitter death before one could even display their full Power.
The Spiritual Light flickering from his Taiyin Seven Evils Banner was brimming with Spiritual Essence, far surpassing the banner in Yang Jing's possession.
