Buzz!
The hazy fog swept away, and Jian Wushuang finally displayed his killer move.
"What is this? A sword formation?" Thunder Ruler frowned as he looked at the fog in front of him. He could feel the power of the formation contained in the fog, but then he snorted coldly and said, "It's just a small trick."
The purple thunderbolt power surrounding Thunder Ruler, which was already extremely majestic, suddenly surged once again.
The mighty purple thunderbolt sea swept toward the fog in all directions, intending to disperse the fog directly.
However, the fog that was swept out by the obscure sword formation was not solid at all. Although the purple thunderbolt power attacked, the fog did not have much of an impact on the battlefield.
The fog still filled the entire battlefield, and Jian Wushuang had already disappeared in front of Thunder Ruler.