nd the ethereal flying swords held by Yuan Laoma and the blue fish-skin man buzzed apart, transforming into eight flying swords. Five of them engaged in a fierce struggle with the shadowy ghost ape an...it into three. One claw shadow unfolded, as if to isolate Zong Tai's entire space. The other two claw shadows swooped in like falcons hunting, complementing each other left and right, leaving no room...