However, Li Yun still looked calm.
He took one step forward.
Then he swung his sword again.
It was still Slow Sword.
His sword moved through the air with an unhurried rhythm. Compared to the Fourth Knight's storm of spear shadows, Li Yun's sword looked almost too slow.
But strangely, every time his sword moved, it would appear exactly where the storm was weakest.
One sword strike shattered a cluster of spear shadows.
Another sword strike opened a safe path.
A third sword strike pierced through the rhythm of the entire storm.
Li Yun's movements were simple, clean, and almost effortless. Every swing of his sword shattered a large number of spear shadows. His body moved lightly through the gaps in the attack, and the golden storm that looked impossible to resist could not even touch the edge of his robe.
The Fourth Knight's expression finally turned serious.
