Boom!
Rumbling!
The talisman smashed into the void, falling on the sailboat, causing continuous roaring sounds. Meanwhile, the 108 Xuanming Yin Soldiers had been collected into the Dutian Xuanming Strategy by Lu Qingfeng even before he made his escape.
"What exquisite footwork!"
Zhao Cheng's expression changed.
Qin De frowned slightly and shouted, "Stop there, you thief!"
Having aimlessly roamed the stars for four years was one thing, but back in the home turf of Fengyue Star, how could Qin De willingly let Lu Qingfeng escape?
"Upper Origin Eight Sceneries!"
"Long sword light in the Golden Dawn Realm!"
Zhao Cheng was the first to move; with a wave of his hand, countless talismans fell, completely enveloping Lu Qingfeng.
Lu Qingfeng focused his eyes and saw innumerable bright flying swords suspended in the void, countless to the eye, at least several hundreds of thousands.
"Spirit Void minor cultivator, where did these hundreds of thousands of Flying Swords come from!"
