Ye Xuan, with his hair flying, was fully focused as he faced Huo Yuan. He had already gathered immense strength in his right hand, which trembled slightly, causing the sword to quake vacuously twice like a flash of lightning. A twisted, fine streak of sword light collided with the opponent's Finger Force.
Whoosh!
Under Ye Xuan's precise cut, the imposing Finger Force collapsed instantly, and naturally, the sword light also exhausted all its strength and vanished in an instant.
"Hmph, just a trick. That's all your strength amounts to!"
Huo Yuan snorted coldly, his fingers moving rapidly, creating countless afterimages. With continuous tapping, these trails of Finger Force swiftly condensed into a thick Sword Qi Finger Force, shooting forth.
"Imperial Heavenly Sword Finger!"
This attack was evidently more powerful, causing the entire corridor to tremble. The gorgeous sword fingers colored the entire corridor, beautiful yet dangerous.
