Fang Lin smiled lightly, "Whatever Prince Yang Wanshan can do, just do it. I'm ready."
Upon hearing this, a fleeting, cold look flashed across Yang Wanshan's face as he released his double swords.
Hum, hum, hum!!!
The moment the swords flew out, two streams of golden light emitted from Yang Wanshan's palm and coiled around the swords.
Suddenly, the swords were shining with dazzling golden light. It seemed as if two golden True Dragons were coiling around the swords, carrying an impressive momentum. The golden dragons charged directly towards Fang Lin.
This move was Yang Wanshan's killer skill, tremendously powerful. Even the martial artists at the ninth layer of the Earth Element might not be able to withstand this move.
All the spectators gave out exclamations upon watching this terrifying move. The royal spectators, in particular, cheered one after another.
Yet, Yang Jianye, seated at the very top, slightly furrowed his brows.
