Wushuang Sword Strike
編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation
He felt an extremely familiar aura.
That aura belonged to Jian Wushuang!
The celestial river was majestic and boundless.
The Sword Dao celestial river formed by the millions of Sword Intents descended and swallowed dozens of Grand Yan Immortals almost instantly.
Cracks began to appear on the walls of the entire City of Exile.
Di Qing laughed loudly as he watched the celestial river of swordsmanship that brought the mountains and seas crashing down on him. Then, he closed his eyes.
"Damn it!" The black-robed figure was unable to withstand the Sword Intent head-on and hurriedly fled.
Rumble…
Everything was destroyed.
This explosion that covered almost the entire territory lasted for a long time. It was only when all the light disappeared that the river of Sword Dao completely dissipated.