THUMP THUMP!
The sound of chaotic footsteps echoed through the courtyard!
Xiaobai's thousands of clones formed a vast army, charging at Li Zixuan from countless directions until the world was a sea of white.
Sharp claws tore through the wind, seeming to be everywhere.
"..."
Li Zixuan frowned at the sight, gripping the sword at her side. But she didn't retreat a single step; instead, she lunged forward to meet them.
She channeled her Sword Qi and swept it forward, using brute force to break the technique.
In an instant!
A sharp flash of sword light swept past, illuminating the corners of the courtyard and easily dispelling more than half of the illusory clones.
Xiaobai's remaining clones continued to harry her, and the two once again blurred into afterimages.
'Tsk, did Xiaobai figure this out on her own?'
Qin Yang leaned against the second-floor balcony, watching the fight leisurely. He was a little surprised, his attention focused completely on Xiaobai's swarm of clones.
