Lin Fan's Spirit Rain Sword Technique was vast and boundless, enveloping the entire area. Each drop of rain was like a powerful arrow, capable of piercing through metal and iron. This vast sweep was like the endless rainfall.
But the result.
Only the sound of a sword humming was heard.
All the onlookers witnessed an unforgettable scene. A heaven-shocking sword light burst forth like an explosion, dazzling to the extreme.
So brilliant that one couldn't even bear to look directly at it.
One could see the sword rain covering the sky, under this sword, melting rapidly like spring snow under the scorching sun.
Moreover, in the blink of an eye, it tore through the void and blasted in front of Lin Fan.
"Not good!"
At this moment.
Lin Fan's expression finally changed.
He retreated backward desperately, but how could his retreat match the speed of Ye Qingchen's sword?
"Puff!"
Under countless incredulous gazes.
This sword.
