Indeed.
Swish, swish, swish...
With Yin Yang Zi's metal staff shattered, Su Chen swung his longsword even faster, a series of blinding sword lights swiftly encircled Yin Yang Zi.
Yin Yang Zi's figure flickered, trying to dodge while casting palm and fist seals in response.
Unfortunately.
All in vain.
The sword lights were too dense!!!
Su Chen seemed to have an endless supply of Mysterious Qi, swinging his longsword continuously without a moment's rest, releasing barrage after barrage of sword lights.
Thud, thud, thud...
Very soon.
Some sword lights had entered Yin Yang Zi's body.
In fact, even if a single sword light hit Yin Yang Zi, he wouldn't have died, the terror of the Fourth-Turn Hollow Void Realm was not just talk.
However, what about ten, twenty, thirty lights?
A hundred or so breaths later.
Su Chen stopped.
His face was ashen.
He had exhausted himself to the extreme.