Jiang Ding had been gathering momentum for a long time, and with a single stroke of his sword, he slashed down.
Originally, he came here just to capture the Six Dao Saint Heir, but by chance, he discovered the surreptitious Scorching Sun Swordsman.
It was an opportune moment; the instinctive killing intent within him began to bloom.
Magic Intention could be of some use,
but what honed Sword Cultivators' Sword Intent the most was still Sword Intent!
The Scorching Sun Swordsman before him had reached an effective level.
"... Kill!"
In the face of life and death, the Scorching Sun Swordsman roared, burning his mana, suppressing the inexplicable terror that rose in his heart, and breaking free from the stagnation of his mana.
A pure gold longsword emerged from his chest, dividing into seven parts, each swallowing and breathing out the gold-colored flames from their hairs, twisting and transforming into seven golden flame lions with dazzling golden manes.
Roar!
