A pale yellow sword light lit up from inside his bloody sword!

Above the light of the sword, a magnificent vision is evolving!

Mountains and rivers, vegetation and stars, the ancient starry sky!

It is like a mighty historical torrent, sweeping in from the distant past, destroying everything, destroying everything, powerful and unstoppable!

The river of blood-colored swords was instantly wiped out by the torrent of history transformed into pale yellow sword light!

A pale yellow ancient starry sky seems to have descended on the entire sky and earth!

Xia Guangrong's pupils shrank suddenly!

An inexplicable feeling of sadness and trembling suddenly arose in his heart!

brush!

The light of the pale yellow sword flashed, and it reached its peak and struck head-on!

Xia Guangrong felt a chill on his neck!

At the critical moment, he tilted his head and avoided the knife, but a blood mark appeared on his cheek, and blood dripped instantly!

On the opposite side, Ye Wuque's figure reappeared, with blazing silver flames burning all over his body, like anger rising into the sky!

"Cut a little crooked..."

Ye Wuque whispered, seeming a little regretful.

Xia Guangrong stood in the void, staring at Ye Wuque, still replaying the knife that just happened in his mind!

The inexplicable sadness and trembling feeling in my heart still ripples!

The style of that knife...

Even if you have a thousand years of hegemony, it will all come to nothing with just one blow!

The sword's intention is like an eternal torrent, vast and unstoppable!

In heaven and on earth, this sword is the only one!

How could there be such an amazing knife in the world?

Is there such an unparalleled sword intent?

Xia Guangrong's eyes slowly narrowed, and his deep voice resounded with an unprecedented shock!
Chapter completed!