BOOM!
The Yin Yang Qi swirled in the air.
Vortexes of varying sizes, shifting unpredictably, spiraled through the sky, plunging down violently from time to time.
The power of the Yin Yang Dual Swords was on full display.
The Wind and Thunder Blade Wings, defending a space of about ten feet, let out a mournful cry as they buckled under the strain.
Each impact left Zhu Ju's defenses on the verge of collapse, but it was always just shy of breaking through.
They could never quite finish the job.
"Again!"
The Yin Yang Elder gritted his teeth, his eyes bulging with fury, as he madly channeled the True Essence in his body, unleashing whistling Sword Qi.
BOOM!
Dust and smoke billowed up ahead.
When the dust settled, blood trickled from the corner of Zhu Ju's mouth, his body trembled uncontrollably, and the Spiritual Light of his Magical Treasure had dimmed.
But his defense still hadn't collapsed.
"AARGH!"
