Now, in order to kill Ye Xuan, Linghu Chong would stop at nothing, ruthless and merciless, unleashing the Sword Stream, truly a lethal strike!
"I, Ye Xuan, merely a Mahayana Realm cultivator, can actually force Senior Linghu Chong to use the Sword Stream. It's not easy either."
A trace of helplessness appeared on Ye Xuan's face. He couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh and continued, "However, your Sword Stream may not be able to kill me."
With those words spoken.
Ye Xuan charged out with a "boom," moving as fast as lightning, colliding with that Sword Stream.
"Boom boom boom..."
The ground and rocks shattered open.
The terrifying power rampaged around, and the invisible Sword Momentum sealed the surrounding environment.
Those Mahayana Realm experts standing a hundred meters away all felt their faces stinging, even having a feeling as if being cut by blades and swords.
"Falling Snow! Blood Plum! Floating Snow!"
