"The second strike."
"Split open the sky."
As soon as Jian Wushuang finished speaking, the Wuqi Divine Sword in his hand trembled thousands of times. A sword light gradually condensed and then, like a rolling river, it crushed toward Cang Feng with a muffled Boom!
In the beginning, the sword was only as thick as a strand of hair. As the sword Qi condensed, it gradually became as thick as an arm. When the sword really crossed the sky, it was as if the sky river was hanging upside down, and the sun and moon were connected. It was extremely amazing!
The brilliant might of the heavens, guided by the sword!
At this moment, everyone raised their heads to look at the sword, their expressions horrified!
"Godly swordsmanship!"
This is a true sword cultivator!!
"Who is this person? Why wasn't he famous before?"
