Vroom!
He waved and a large dark cloud pressed at Jian Wushuang.
The dark cloud covered the sky and the power that it contained was far stronger than an Emperor God.
Jian Wushuang's eyes were bloodshot while a terrifying sword intention swept out from his body. Among his eighteen arms, there were four that were holding a sword at the same time.
The swords were naturally Blood Mountain Swords.
Then, Blood Mountain Sword was roaring for blood in madness. It contained boundless unyieldingness.
"King Sword Principle, first move!"
"Slash!"
He was just like a monarch high and above as he raised the sword in his hand.
When the sword slashed, there would be hundreds of millions of heads that would fall to the ground.
Kuang!
A terrifying sword light was instantly magnified and engulfed tens of thousands of miles when it was slashed out.
The sword light was shimmering in gold, looking rather eye-catching.
