As a Body Cultivator, handling such an assault was second nature to her.
CLANG!
Several heavy, black Flying Swords were sent tumbling back, only to spin in mid-air. With a chilling glint, they struck again like venomous snakes.
Ling Yuzhu raised a slender hand, and a gossamer veil, fine as smoke and mist, materialized. It formed several layers of light, shielding Ling Changqing within.
As she moved, four more Daoist Soldier Puppets appeared, clad in Heavy Armor and wielding Giant Shields and Sharp Axes. Their horrifying killing intent stunned the entire hall.
She then summoned a slender, graceful Flying Sword shaped like a willow leaf, which drew a blazing arc through the air as it shot back toward the attacker.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides had already exchanged more than ten blows. The two women remained unfazed, having already turned the tables and gained the upper hand.
"Wait, you... you're Shen Tu Ji Yun?"
