Kong Yi's expression changed slightly. Was he trying to die with him?
Buzz!
The five-colored tail feathers in Kong Yi's hand that were about to dissipate were activated again.
With a swipe, the Nirvana Power was blocked again.
"Five-Colored Divine Light, there's nothing it can't clear! You lost for a good reason…" Kong Yi was halfway through his sentence when Han Zhao's third saber move, Withering Style, slashed out.
"Crazy!" Looking at the white hair on Han Zhao's temples, Kong Yi cursed angrily. He activated the power of his bloodline to the limit.
Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz!
The five-colored tail feathers in his hand emitted a dazzling light, like a gorgeous crystal sword.
The Five-Colored Divine Light swept out.
Not only did the Nirvana Power dissipate, but even the Severing Karma Saber in Han Zhao's hand instantly left his hand and flew into Kong Yi's hand.
