A sword cleaves the void.
The attack from Seven Night Holy Monarch made Jiang Ming's heart race, sensing the threat. His opponent was far more powerful than the Black Mountain Old Demon and not by just a small margin. As the sword light emerged, the sky trembled.
However, Jiang Ming also sensed that his opponent's sword did not carry killing intent.
"The Third Sword, Nine Yang Burning Rivers and Seas!"
Jiang Ming's long sword swung in mid-air, and in an instant, the supreme Yang Qi swept across heaven and earth. Under the vast night, it seemed as if nine great suns appeared.
In the blink of an eye, his sword light was torn apart.
"His sword seems not very powerful, but the Dao Intention it contains is extraordinarily terrible, easily suppressing my Pure Yang Sword Intention."
"This is purely realm suppression!"
"The Sword Qi is also refined to the extreme!"
"He has yet to activate Heavenly Phenomenon Pressure."
"Seven Night Holy Monarch is indeed extraordinary."
