Chapter 40 Despair_3

In the blink of an eye, it seemed as though space had fallen calm!

However, in this very moment.

The Sword Cultivator suddenly stopped in his tracks, his head snapping around.

Even at such a distance, one could make out the hint of mockery that crossed his cold and stern features.

"Using flying swords in my presence?"

Lin Boyue suddenly felt as though his eyes were betraying him as the Sword Cultivator seemingly transformed into a blinding sword-light...

No! His eyes were fine!

The Sword Cultivator, actually, turned into a pure white sword-light!

In an instant.

Around the sword-light, countless sword-shadows erupted into being, coiling around the luminance!

Faced with the approaching Class IV flying sword, the sword-light appeared to twirl lightly, daringly meeting the onslaught head-on.