Chapter 542 Minor Dialects
Chen Yu's face was full of gloom. Why were these people, who were already Sect Leaders of various Daoist factions, still so competitive?
He didn't want to get entangled any further and immediately gathered a large cluster of electric light in his hands and released it.
Unexpectedly, when Ouyang Shan's sword came into contact with the electric light, it emitted a strange glow and directly absorbed the electricity.
Chen Yu then realized that the sword seemed to be made of some sort of magnet.
"Haha! Chen Yu, I've long mastered your abilities—you just rely on your supernatural power to release lightning. My sword is specially crafted to counteract your electricity."
Ouyang Shan was wildly arrogant, and he drew another short sword from his body.
The two weapons were made of the same material, seemingly crafted especially to deal with Chen Yu.