Dozens of broken swords and knives were suspended behind Chen Yang, clanging loudly, their sharp blades pointed in all directions, exploding with limitless sword and knife Qi, as if to tear the sky apart.
The next moment, Chen Yang's fingers twitched slightly.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Those dozens of broken swords and knives flew out at the same time, tracing dozens of breathtaking trajectories, instantly closing in on the dozens of Kunpeng Guards and ten Sect Guardians in front.
Everyone was horrified and desperately swung their weapons to block, but under Chen Yang's control, those broken swords and knives flickered with cold light, their speed like lightning, effortlessly dodging their counterattacks, and then piercing through their bodies.
"Ah..."
