Ning Qun stared intensely at Qin Yi, killing intent flashing in his eyes.
"Swoosh swoosh...!"
With a roar, Ning Qun charged at Qin Yi, carrying with him a myriad of Sword Qi.
Qin Yi's lips curled slightly, and a brilliant purple Star and Moon Symbol rose from his palm. Like a rain of flowers, the myriad Sword Qi, tainted with the symbol, changed direction and shot towards the disciples and Elders of the Sword Sect.
In an instant, the scene was filled with screams and cries of pain.
Dozens of disciples were slain by the Sword Qi.
Even Xue Qianshan couldn't evade, his body cut open with more than a dozen wounds, blood gushing wildly.
"Boom!"
Qin Yi and Ning Qun clashed hard with their palms.
The Qi exploded violently, Ning Qun groaned, his sleeve burst into fragments, his arm covered in countless wounds, and he flew backward spitting blood.
He barely steadied himself, looking at Qin Yi in shock, not understanding what trick Qin Yi used to redirect all his attacks.
