"Almost, it's enough."
The last bit of power in Li Tian's body was like the water of a River being drained, turning into a white power that ruthlessly attacked the immortal sword in his hand.
The wave-like power rushed toward the immortal sword, wave after wave, layer after layer, and gushed forth.
Li Tian waved his hand and drew an arc in front of him with the immortal sword. His eyes were shining.
"Open!"
Li Tian shouted, and the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly began to surge and enter his body. A huge vortex appeared behind him, like a bloody mouth, constantly devouring the surrounding spiritual energy.
Feng Qiao looked at his opponent's actions and his heart trembled. He had a bad feeling and his speed increased even more. He waved the transformation saber in his hand, and a hurricane swept towards Li Tian.
Li Tian didn't Dodge or look at Feng Qiao. His eyes were full of shock as he stared at the immortal sword in his hand.
