The Black Wind Saint Son, the Mount Tai Saint Son, and the Sky-Flame Saint Son had strong bodies and forceful power, but they were far too weak to resist the three-colored sword energy.
Their heads were cut off with terror in their eyes.
The Black Wind Saint Son, the Mount Tai Saint Son, and the Sky-Flame Saint Son were all dead.
Silence!
The only thing left in the forest was silence.
Everyone was stunned. Not only the surrounding self-cultivators were shocked, the Linglong Saintess, the Blood Sea Saint, the Clear-wood Saintess, and Black Puppy, who were hung on the trees far away, were also shocked with their mouths wide open.
Qingfeng Li slashed his sword, shattering the heaven and earth, dimming the sun and moon, reversing the universe, cutting through the time and space, and all of them felt the breath of death.
Even they were cut by the sword energy, with blood pouring out.