Following Xue An's command, countless sword lights emerged from the void, crazily rushing into his hand and swiftly consolidating and growing.
In the blink of an eye, these sword lights had condensed into an exceedingly long sword that seemed to stretch over a mile.
But just at that moment, the giant spirit Divine King's massive hammer suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, it was above Xue An's head, about to smash down.
Xue An's wrist flipped, his sword pointed towards the sky, and then he slashed down with a thunderous roar.
This was a sword light that could not be described.
It was as if a sword waterfall was cascading down from the ninth heaven, slashing through the sky with an earth-shattering force.
Pu.
The sword light pierced through, flying obliquely towards the back, and after chopping down a few unfortunate Golden Armored Deities, it soared towards the distant horizon and disappeared.
Bang.
The hammer shattered into dust.
