In order to get rid of Daoist Qingfeng cleanly, Chu Feng did not hesitate to use the Cleaved Edge Saber.
A sharp blade cut through the air.
It seemed to tear the sky apart.
It slashed at Daoist Qingfeng.
On the other side, a fierce golden light suddenly erupted from the ten-foot-long iron staff in Daoist Qingfeng's hand.
With a casual swing, even space fluctuated.
Then, the rod moved.
He glared angrily and roared.
"Arrogant brat! Didn't your elders teach you to respect your seniors?! If that's the case, let my weapon teach you a lesson!"
"Sky Splitter!"
Daoist Qingfeng's aura was terrifying.
A ferocious strike was launched.
It was as heavy as Mount Tai.
The world roared.
Ye Qingtian, who was watching the battle from the side, could not help but swallow.
