Jiang Xuejun broke out in a cold sweat; she had always prided herself on her pair of Flying Swords, crafted for her by her master when she first embarked on the path of cultivation. Warmed and refined over hundreds of years, they were in no way inferior to those strange and divine weapons.
Previously, when they calculated in the Qinling mountains cave which nine divine weapons could withstand the Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword, they had counted these two Flying Swords as capable of opposing two Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Swords.
But now, with just one move, they had been completely ground into rubbish!
She finally realized that she had far underestimated Shi Feiyang's strength; or perhaps it wasn't that the demon was that fearsome, but rather that she had grossly underestimated the power of the Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword.
