The golden light transformed from the Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword briefly danced about like a set of spinning wheels, causing the surrounding demon Qi to be cleaved apart, scattering and retreating helplessly.
Seeing that these demon Qi were not as troublesome as he had imagined, Han Li's tension eased slightly, but his expression remained unnaturally grim. His gaze continuously swept around.
Unfortunately, aside from a pitch-dark hue, there was nothing else around that caught his attention.
"Your flying swords are quite well refined, after I've taken them, I'll keep them and play with them for a bit," said an unexpected voice of the Azure Dragon suddenly, giving away a greedy intention towards Han Li's flying swords.
Han Li was momentarily stunned upon hearing this, then he revealed a cold smile, flicked his sleeves, and a tri-colored brilliance slipped out from the cuffs, condensing into the Three Flame Fan in his palm.
