Boom! Boom! Boom!
There was a series of explosive sounds. The entire hall kept shaking as the sword light knocked the Sword Emanations Race beings out of the way, reducing them to dust. A layer of dust settled above the ground.
Dao Feng had already been attacking for a full five minutes. At least three or four hundred thousand Sword Emanations Race beings had been destroyed by him, but a mountain of them remained.
Dao Feng secretly kicked himself. He had already said that he wanted to fight this battle alone earlier, and so he could not turn around and ask for help now. In his heart, he cursed Jiang Yi. How many Sword Emanations Race beings did he have? Why did it feel like the more he tried to destroy them, the more there were…?
