The wound on his chest had recovered, but PEI Ling's aura had begun to decline. Seeing the other party's sword coming at him, he did not have time to think too much. The nine souls saber cut through the void and immediately slashed over.
Shua!
The black blade that was shining with a cold light like the stars sliced through the swordsman's body, but it seemed to cut through the air without any resistance.
At the same time, the flying sword had already landed less than an inch away from PEI Ling's forehead.
The sharp edge of the sword made PEI Ling's hair stand on end.
Clang!
At the critical moment, a blood-red saber Qi appeared out of thin air, barely deflecting the flying sword.
Pfft!
PEI Ling's head tilted to the side, and a sword wound appeared on his face.
Just as he was about to counterattack, he suddenly felt a strong force coming from his back.
"Bang!"