Clang!
A faint sound, the Long Sword unsheathed, its brilliant Sword Light illuminating all around.
With a casual strike, the murderous intent rippled like water, purple Sword Light soared into the sky, piercing the void and slashing towards Lin Xuan with a fierce posture.
Just one draw of the sword, yet so powerful.
"So strong!"
"No wonder he's the holder of ten consecutive victories!"
Inside the hall, the Martial Artists who witnessed Qi Jue's move, all expressed their admiration.
Looking at the concentration of the Sword Light, it had already reached the peak of the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation, it seemed Qi Jue would soon break through. Some Eighth Rank Martial Artists also had serious expressions, Qi Jue's potential was enough to draw their attention.
"Hmph! This Lin Xuan is definitely doomed!" Ling Ze's eyes shone with anticipation.
