The treasured sword moved, distinctly different from ordinary weapons.
At this moment, Zhou Heng executed the Sword Control Technique, and the "Purple Lightning" flying sword turned into a streak of lightning, losing the shape of a sword. Furthermore, it intertwined with a vast amount of elemental energy from heaven and earth, shaking the principles of thunder.
In a flash, the wind and clouds changed color, and within a hundred zhang radius of the sky, winds stirred, and clouds swelled, filling with dark clouds. Purple lightning streaked and interwoven in the sky, emitting an extremely ferocious power.
And under this cover of dark clouds, aside from Zhou Heng, all other beings felt an invisible sharpness around them, ready to strike with flying swords the moment they moved.
And the intense sword light descending from the sky towards Zhou Heng had already collided with the Purple Lightning flying sword.