The vines lunged toward the two of them in an instant, moving so fast that only afterimages remained.
Yang Juan continued to shield Leng Zhuxin, his hands crackling with continuous bolts of lightning, though this could only temporarily stall the advance of the vines.
The Feishuang Sword in Leng Zhuxin's possession already bore a nick, its destructive power greatly diminished compared to before. Unable to unleash her full strength in front of Yang Juan, she had no choice but to fight and retreat simultaneously.
Chapter 341