Wang Mang saw Ye Wuchen attacking, his eyes sharp and imperious, and he stepped into the void, and a terrifying force of suppression rules swept out.
Behind him, the life spirit bloomed instantly, and it was a giant golden Overbearing Sword. He held the Sword of Spirit and slammed it down from the sky, endless golden brilliance blooming while the Overbearing Sword slashed across the sky, killing everything below as its power was overwhelming.
The brow chakra of Ye Wuchen lit up, and a beautiful and brilliant light shone out, connected with the Sword of Spirit, and it gave out an illusion between heaven and earth in an instant. At this moment Wang Mang only saw a sky full of swords and was unable to detect where he was. There was only an infinite sword sweeping over and competing with his.
Others were not idle either. The speed of the battle of swordsmen was unimaginably fast. The forces of attack were extremely strong, and fast as lightning.