Paranoia and frenzy, the sickness, came accompanied by murderous intent.
Roar!!!!
A colossal, peerless black flame sword light, setting the sky ablaze, swept across!
"Wailing Secret Sword, Ghosts Weep and Gods Howl!"
Feng Jun's face changed dramatically, confronted with an almost suffocating momentum that blanketed the sky, he had no choice but to use his most powerful hidden techniques to contend with Bai Xiao.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The shiny silver blade instantly exploded, transforming into flowing fire-like black petals, fine shards of sword light surged out violently like a school of sardines. Wherever they went, the mournful wails overlapped in dense masses, like a thunderstorm!
Boom!!!!
Amidst the startling explosion of flames, the colliding shadows suddenly became hazy.
The next second, a violent airflow created a gigantic vortex swallowing dust and debris. Ripples of white qi surged in waves, echoing as they spiraled.
Whoosh!