Sweep!

——

Hua! Hua! Hua! Hua! Hua!

The strange figure kept on flashing with lightning, and in the void, heads were cut off one by one like wheat being cut off.

In less than a breath's time, eight of the ten or so Immortal Saints of Bloody Blade Island had been killed on the spot.

This terrifying slaughter speed scared the remaining False Saints of Blood Blade Island to death.

Whoosh!

Jian Wushuang's figure burst out again.

"Stop!"

Blood Blade Island Master let out a fierce roar. His eyes turned completely scarlet, and his body shot toward Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang stopped the slaughter and glanced at Blood Blade Island Master, then he held the sword with one hand.

Buzz!

A majestic sword shadow suddenly slashed out with the boundless sword tree, which was 3,300 meters tall.

A scarlet saber appeared in the Blood Blade Island Master's hand. It was a blood saber.