"Why do I feel like Ye Xiaoyao is about to lose?"
Someone asked.
But the moment the words left his mouth, a figure suddenly leaped up from the Broken Heaven Waterfall, enveloped entirely in a storm of Sword Qi.
Immediately, the Sword Qi exploded.
"Kill!"
Ye Fengtian seemed to have gone mad, attacking relentlessly.
The Sword Qi stretched thousands of miles, killing gods when encountered, slaying buddhas when met.
"Playing with swords, are we?"
Ye Qingtian sneered.
He gestured with one hand.
Suddenly, a branch lying at Shen Junqing's group's feet seemed to be grabbed by an invisible giant hand.
As everyone watched, they saw Ye Qingtian wielding the branch in a grand sword dance, using it as a peerless divine weapon to repel the torrential Sword Qi.
At this moment, everyone was rendered speechless, as if they were dreaming.
Ye Qingtian truly used a branch to fend off Ye Fengtian's lethal attacks.
"Now is the true beginning!"
Ye Qingtian's smile deepened.
