What an unparalleled fierce sword strike!
Song Changming continued to pour power into his hands, yet the Changshou Saber still seemed about to slip free.
The saber hummed repeatedly, it felt like a century had passed before the power of this sword strike dissipated.
Under the turmoil of Sword Qi, the barren mountain behind Song Changming was shattered, more than half of it fragmented into pieces.
This sword strike's mere residual force managed to sever a mountain range!
Song Changming looked at the intact Changshou Saber in his hand, and couldn't help but acknowledge, if it weren't for this Treasure Saber, which had blocked a significant portion of the Sword Might, he would likely be in dire straits now.
On the other hand, after the sword strike, Zhao Liang's face showed increased weariness, his wrinkles almost twisted into knots.
The old man seemed to be running low on strength.
