"Courting death."
Lu Yan's eyes turned cold.
But the next moment, he abruptly looked up at the sky.
Above the sky, without knowing when, several Magic Rivers appeared.
At this time, these Magic Rivers sprinkled down surging power.
This power, falling from The sky's Vault, transformed into dazzling Sword Light, stabbing towards Lu Yan.
"Such a technique..."
Lu Yan's pupils shrank, and in an instant, eight types of Magic Fusion erupted, and he repeatedly slashed out with his palms, creating vast swathes of blade light.
The blade light soared against the sky, clashing with the Sword Light falling from The sky's Vault, creating massive collisions.
Like exploding stars, space was torn apart, revealing a dark void akin to an abyss.
After over a dozen collisions, Lu Yan's figure involuntarily drifted back dozens of miles.
"Not bad, you actually blocked one of my moves."
