After dodging the rain of arrows, the two of them immediately tried to merge their bodies together again in tacit understanding.
Suddenly, a bright yellow light flew out from the Dezheng Hall at an even faster speed. When it was about to approach the two of them, it quickly drew out the sword at its waist.
"Buzz—"
A thin buzzing sound was heard, causing the hearts of the two priests, Light and Punishment, to tighten suddenly. Without even looking behind them, they subconsciously swung their swords at the same time and mercilessly swung them at the person who was rapidly rushing towards them from behind.
"Buzz—"
There was another buzzing sound, even louder than the last one. This was caused by the excitement of the Fengming Sword when it encountered a strong enemy.
Seeing the two men turning around and attacking him, Qian Yeming raised the corners of his lips slightly, and a powerful true energy burst out from his body. The buzzing Fengming Sword carried the golden morning light and the bright brilliance, turning into a golden light and shooting towards the two sword energies that suddenly merged in the air.
A foot-deep gully stretched out along the path. Feeling the fierce force of the sword's energy, the two high priests, Light and Punishment, looked solemn. They flipped their swords in their palms, and transparent Qi was concentrated around the sword, transforming into a milky white light that rushed towards the surging golden light.
There was a loud bang, and the area dozens of meters around was instantly in ruins. A heat wave swept over, sending the two high priests, Light and Punishment, flying backwards.
They originally wanted to use the force of the backward movement to escape from the palace, but they did not expect that the shield that was only ten meters high just now had been stacked up into a forty-meter-high shield wall at the moment they were fighting, blocking their retreat.
The pupils of the two suddenly constricted, and a bad feeling surged from the bottom of their hearts -
They may die here today!
They had heard Yelu Boyang say before that Qian Yeming’s martial arts skills were very strong, but they thought that even though Qian Yeming was poisoned by the Seven Flowers Poison, no matter how strong his martial arts skills were, how strong could they be?
They were over fifty years old, had practiced for a full forty years, and, under the guidance of the leader, possessed exceptional martial arts skills. Unless they were old monsters, who could be better than them in martial arts?
But such thoughts were shattered by the cruel reality. Qian Yeming, who had taken the combined blow from both of them, was only flung backwards a short distance before stepping onto the shield behind him and charging towards them again. And at this moment, they had barely regained their balance.
It is now clear who has the better skills.
Fengming Sword!
If they remembered correctly, this should have been the sword of Elder Yun Dian, the world's number one master at the time. The fact that this sword was now in Qian Yeming's possession, and Elder Yun Dian had never appeared in the martial arts world again, was enough to explain everything.
Old Man Yun Dian, when they last saw him, he must have been 97 years old, right? That old monster, a man in his 90s, looked like he was in his 60s.
Qian Yeming's kung fu was so powerful that it was obvious that he had not only inherited Elder Yun Dian's swordsmanship, but also his supreme internal strength. Otherwise, as a young man in his early twenties, he would have absolutely no way of withstanding their combined force.
Just as the two were shocked by Qian Yeming's strength and worried about their current situation, another golden light followed.
Just as the two were about to use the shields behind them to leverage their reaction force to once again face the incoming golden light with all their strength,
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