Sword Heart Without Limits; what he did just now was clearly not the limit of unparalleled skill.

Leng Yuexi moved quickly, pointing at Wushuang.

The Frost Sword, enhanced by the sword array, trembled slightly, emitting a clear sword cry. It exuded a chilling, bone-piercing coldness and carried an invincible sharpness as it headed straight for Wushuang.

His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his overwhelming fighting spirit enveloped the entire battle stage. With a roar, he declared, "My sword heart is boundless, and I am invincible!"

Rumble.

The violent impact immediately resounded throughout the entire venue, the sound soaring into the sky.

Everyone retreated upon seeing Wushuang.

Leng Yuexi's Frost Greatsword had disappeared, and the ice had scattered to various corners of the battle stage. The precious sword had returned to her hand.

Wushuang withstood Leng Yuexi's deadly attack.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and said arrogantly to Leng Yuexi, "Now you're out of options, aren't you? I've already taken your strongest attack. You should admit defeat."

Leng Yuexi looked at him calmly, "Who told you that was my strongest attack? It's still a long way off."

Her words stunned Wushuang, and the entire audience erupted in uproar.

Even Canglan and Wuming were greatly surprised, exclaiming in unison, "They have other methods? How is this possible?"

Bingluan was both surprised and delighted, "Sister is still so amazing."

Leng Yuexi quickly made a new move, her clear and indifferent voice ringing out, "Get up."

The ice that had been scattered across the battle stage suddenly reacted, instantly transforming into many ice spirit swords.

The number of these spirit swords was exactly three hundred and sixty.