Yunxiao's expression did not change. The five swords stood around him, and the boundary formed between them made the place where he stood quiet, unaffected by the sword power. A beam of light emerged in his right hand and gradually turned into a thousand-year blade, which absorbed his primordial energy endlessly like a vortex.
The light on the thousand Autumns tyrannical saber grew brighter and brighter. As if it had sensed the power of the cold sword, it began to hum madly. For a moment, saber Qi filled the air.
Yunxiao's face flickered under the cold and fierce Saber Light as he said, " "One blade of time, one blade of Thousand Autumns!"
The thousand Autumns tyrannical saber suddenly let out a long cry, and saber Qi soared into the sky, completely covering the radiance of the five Northern heavens cold star swords. It transformed into the evil appearance of a corpse puppet in the air, and swallowed the sword Qi!
"Boom boom boom!"
