The cultivators who were there to watch the fight held their breaths. Many of them who had low cultivation bases could not even endure the sword qi that was ravaging the cloud mountain.
Lu Yu ascended to the mountaintop. Although he was blind, his heart was as bright as snow.
He might not be able to see Ning Fan's appearance but he could sense his unusually young age and the abnormally terrifying void sword light around him...
Faced with Ning Fan at this moment, even if Lu Yu displayed the Sword Light Body Transformation Technique, he still did not have the confidence to defeat Ning Fan.
He suddenly raised his hand and clawed at the sea of clouds above. The sea of clouds which stretched into several hundred thousand li* (500m per li) started to tremble and rumble as countless rifts formed.
Rays of golden light shone down from the cracks on the sea of clouds, condensing into a golden cloud sword in Lu Yu's hands.
