The sword fell, and Ye Feng, without even a glance, leaned back against the Slaughter God Sword, his head bowed as if he hadn't noticed Zhang Shouyi's sword chopping down towards his head.
"Whoosh!" However, at that critical moment, a flash of light appeared above Ye Feng's head.
The Seven Stars Dragon Spring Sword appeared out of thin air, blocking above Ye Feng's head, and Zhang Shouyi's sword heavily chopped onto the blade of the Seven Stars Dragon Spring Sword.
"Clang~~~" In an instant, sparks flew, and the sound of metal clashing echoed around.
Suddenly, a strong recoil struck Zhang Shouyi's arm. He immediately felt a numbness in his arm, a stinging pain in his tiger's mouth, and his fingers loosened, causing the sword in his hand to fly out and fall to the ground.
"Thud thud thud~~~" At the same time, Zhang Shouyi also felt the impact on his body, continually retreating several steps backward, finally sitting down on the ground.
