Boom...
Qi Tian swung his Red Hoop Stick in a full circle, its tip striking heavily against the Flying Shadow Sword. Instantly, the Flying Shadow Sword dropped from the air into the dust, paralyzed, and trembling intensely, as if it were a venomous snake that had been hit at its vital spot.
Qi Tian naturally didn't give the Flying Shadow Sword any chances, striking it once again with his Red Hoop Stick. The force he exerted this time was even stronger. With a single strike of his stick on the Red Hoop Stick, a cracking sound was heard as the exceedingly valuable, heavenly level, top-grade Spirit Sword broke into two pieces.
If it weren't for the numerous onlookers down the mountainside, Qi Tian might have fed the Flying Shadow Sword to the Heavenly Dao Engine as fuel. But now, he didn't even look at the broken sword, he tipped his toe against the ground, and like a vigorous tiger, he dashed towards the summit of Wild Goose Falling Mountain.
