"I, the sovereign, would rather die today than let you two get your way!"
Feng Heyue roared with fury as he suddenly charged into the sky. With a movement of his hands, the boundless gale swept together, coalescing above in the sky into a giant wind spirit sword that shot towards the two, slashing down fiercely.
"Mayfly shaking tree, overestimating one's own abilities!"
Chu Ning looked on with a trace of disdain as he saw Feng Heyue make his move.
He moved swiftly appearing in front of the wind spirit sword, and with his right fist clenched, he smashed it out violently.
"Crack!"
A sharp, clear sound echoed as the wind spirit sword shattered, breaking into fragments that fell to the ground.
The wind spirit giant sword, condensed by Feng Heyue with all his might, was destroyed by Chu Ning with a single punch.
As the wind spirit sword shattered, the backlash hit Feng Heyue's body, causing him to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.