The storm brought about by Yun Che was cut apart by Xiao Nan under a distinct ripping sound. It seemed as if a stream had been directly split into two and scattered to both sides.
The Wind Spirit Sword that had cut the storm brought along a sharp aura that continued onwards, piercing straight towards Yun Che’s left shoulder.
“Ah!!!” Cang Yue cried out in alarm, and her complexion instantly paled.
“What? What… What kind of sword technique is that? He… He cut apart his profound energy!” Qin Wushang’s expression paled as well.
“Although there were some scares, it still went according to plan. Victory has already been decided.” Looking at the sword that pierced Yun Che, Xiao Sect’s Xiao Kuangyu faintly laughed.