At this moment, witnessing the Sword Array set up by Luo Haoran, Lin Xing commanded over a hundred rays of sword light slashing towards the array.
Like over a hundred bolts of lightning cleaving the sky, the sound of tearing through the air fused together, as if countless kegs of gunpowder had exploded all at once.
But just as the sword light penetrated the Sword Array, every single ray twisted off course, not one able to strike Luo Haoran accurately.
Instead, Luo Haoran's fifteen flying swords, as if aided by the divine, carried a burst of pure Qi, and both their power and speed significantly increased, easily deflecting the incoming sword light.
Luo Haoran said indifferently, "Little thief, this is my Emei Liangyi Sword Formation, indiscernible in falsity and reality, ever-changing, how could you break it so easily?"
