"Swords cut through the world, questioning the people, swords cut through the heavens, questioning the sky, kill all in the world to become king, kill all in the world to ascend to immortality, kill all in the world to become emperor!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Mo Jiuzhou burst out laughing.
Hum! Hum! Hum!
Qin Changqing suddenly felt the Golden Dragon Sword in his hand trembling uncontrollably, as if it wanted to follow Mo Jiuzhou's sword intent.
"Cut!-"
The finger fell, and the sword light that shattered the sky was thousands of times stronger than Qin Changqing's strike, instantly engulfing Wang Qian's Nascent Soul.
Boom!!!
The sword cut through the earth.
A huge gorge appeared in the entire Duanjian Mountain Range!
In the gorge, endless sword intents crisscrossed, terrifying!
"Fuck..." Qin Changqing could no longer use normal words to express his feelings.
