The hardened armor was completely unable to withstand the sharpness of the high-grade Spirit Sword. Thankfully, the Thunderbolt Fighter was large enough, and the Golden Core Cultivator was unfamiliar with its structure. Although the fighter was pierced through, its flight remained unaffected. Accompanied by the engine's roar, the speed exploded at this moment, breaking the sound barrier and speeding away at a rapid pace.
Zhang Yihua tried to make a move again, but it was already too late.
Li Yi's two dazzling silver Sword Gang slashes had already struck forth.
"A mere trick." Zhang Yihua scoffed disdainfully, turning his Mana into a shield that protected him up front, easily blocking the two Sword Gang strikes.
"Enough. If the fighter flies off, let it fly off. Killing you will lead to the same outcome."
