317 Match in Lightning

In the moment of mess, only five crystal suits were not interfered with by the winged mines and flying swords. They caught up from various directions.

Sha Yucheng, Exo of the Sword Torrent Battlesuit, grinned hideously. With a telepathic thought, dozens of flying swords dashed out and hovered around him at an amazing speed with deep blue electric arcs dancing here and there, which looked like a mincing machine.

The first two crystal suits were not prepared for this. They stopped abruptly, only to be caught by the sword net and nearly cut into pieces.

The following three crystal suits bothered little about it. They rushed into the sword net as if it were nothing.

"Chi!"

Several grey spiritual waves were released from the Mournful Mist Battlesuit, wreathing it like a grey mist without any gap.