"This strike, he had exerted all of his cultivation."
"It was a bid for mutual destruction!"
Xu Yan snorted coldly and with one sword strike, mountains and rivers manifested, enveloping the sword.
Within the landscape, a gentle breeze blew, brushing against the chilly blade, and completely extinguishing the spirit consciousness of the adversary.
Yet, the power of this strike showed no signs of fading.
It was as if it aimed to pierce through the mountains and rivers, continuing its assault.
Hum!
The Sword Wheel of Life and Death spun, grinding against the long blade, the might of the single strike utterly vanquished, the long blade likewise shattering and falling.
From then on, not a single enemy remained; all were slaughtered!
Xu Yan raised his hand to grab, pulling up the person in white robes with a green face from the Cang River, along with another corpse, and immediately returned to Canglan Island.
He threw the corpses onto the ground.
