Yang Jing's eyes snapped open as a sharp whistle suddenly tore through the air.
The Celestial Waterfall Sword transformed into a cascade of starlight, erupting with the Sword Qi Thunder Sound as it slashed at the Cyan Sparrow. The heavy blow knocked the Cyan Sparrow several feet off course, its sharp claws grazing past Yang Jing's side.
Yang Jing felt the sharpness radiating from those claws. He knew that even with the resilience of his True Yang Body, a direct hit would have disemboweled him.
'If I didn't have Thunder Escape as a trump card, I never would've dared take such a risk.'
A surge of aura erupted behind him. Sima Peng had used Wind Escape to appear at his back, thrusting a Magic Sword shimmering with Spiritual Light at Yang Jing. Due to the limits of his cultivation, Sima Peng could only refine a single Magical Treasure—the Cyan Sparrow Ring—but he was by no means short on Spiritual Artifacts.
