At the same time, countless sword energy turned into wind blades and swept towards Ming Dai, like a dragnet. However, instead of avoiding it, the person involved stood there motionless, as if he didn't notice anything.

The hearts of those around him suddenly rose to their throats.

"Get out of the way!" I don't know who shouted, and his tone sounded anxious like the fountain commander in a certain game.

"Right, right! Left, left! The front and back are coming too!"

"Oh! Why don't you hide?"

Why not hide?

It's not that Mingdai doesn't hide, it's that she doesn't need to hide at all.

The earth-level spiritual sword is indeed very powerful. With the bonus of this sword, Shen Zilin's cultivation level can at least go up several levels, which is comparable to the second or third level of foundation building.

But that's just comparable.

Although these pseudo-sword qi appear to be very powerful on the surface, they are actually just showy.

Since the user cannot practice well and cannot control it, the destructive power of the pseudo-sword energy condensed in the end is greatly reduced, and even the spiritual barrier on her body cannot be broken.

Furthermore, Shen Zilin's movements were fast, but that was only for those of the same age present.

Although the original owner's cultivation has regressed, the acumen and insight accumulated through thousands of battles are still deeply engraved in his bones.

Just like when she tried the sword during the day, it was obviously the first time she used the sword, but Mingdai always had the illusion that she had cooperated with it millions of times.

In her eyes, Shen Zilin now seemed as if someone had pressed the slow button. Every move was clearly visible, and the real and fake moves were clear at a glance.

This was the first time Mingdai had experienced this mysterious feeling, and she found it quite novel, so she simply let him play a few more tricks, instead of taking action directly like before.

Until two breaths later, Shen Zilin, under the cover of the wind blade, rushed behind her without anyone noticing and launched a sure-win blow——

Mingdai turned around unexpectedly and hit him on the wrist holding the sword!

Snap! Snap!

Shen Zilin flicked his wrist, released his palm uncontrollably, and the earth-level spiritual sword, which was said to be very powerful, fell directly to the ground!

Soon after speaking, the two voices sounded almost one after the other. Shen Zilin's expression changed slightly, and he quickly leaned forward to pick up the sword.

But he didn't expect Mingdai to hit him on the arm again, causing him to subconsciously withdraw his hand in pain!

The next second, Ming Dai raised her foot in front of him and stepped on the silver thin sword without mercy.

Before Shen Zilin could make a move, the yellow vitex in her hand had already turned and struck his neck with a "snap" sound.

Not heavy, but very shameful.

"You lost again."
Chapter completed!