C112 Blood Dyeing the Wind Pavilion(2)

Unfazed by the challenge, Ye Mo danced his fingers and let out a light shout. Thousands of longswords had already trapped Nangong Si in an inescapable net. The black longsword surged down with the intent to trap and kill him within the web of swords.

"Kid, you're underestimating me!" Nangong Si retorted.

Confronted with the unyielding sword net, Nangong Si extended his left hand