The ninth level?

"I've played enough! Blaspheming my sect master, blaspheming my goddess, you have already committed a crime that deserves death, hand over your life!"

Xiao Jingming took out a big saber, raised it high, and suddenly slashed it down. His hatred for Yunxiao had risen to the extreme!

"Certain death? You've taken two of my attacks, and your soul power is almost the same as mine. With your intelligence, what right do you have to kill me?"

Yunxiao sneered. Without changing the state of his body, he met the saber with this strange look, the fist of his right hand suddenly growing larger as he smashed it toward the saber!

The final decisive victory could only be decided by a hard battle of spirit power. The previous ones were just surprise attacks, trying to close the gap between the two sides as much as possible.

"Boom boom boom!"

The space trembled along with this huge collision, and the two of them were involuntarily forced to retreat.