The two strongest kings of martial arts clashed with each other with swords, and their sharp edges were dazzling.

The swords, swords and shadows crisscrossed each other, and for a moment, it was difficult to tell who was superior.

"The human sword, the supreme love moves the world!"

There was no time to breathe, and in the fierce confrontation, the Supreme Sword appeared in response.

The sword rises to kill, the terrifying aura of killing fills the air, and the power of swallowing up the sky and destroying the earth is horrifying.

The King of Triumph felt something, his eyes focused, he slashed with his saber, and the light of the saber pierced the air.

"Sunset over the long river!"

The saber fell, its edge so blazing that it seemed like it would split even the scorching sun.

"boom!"

The swords collided, the aftermath shook, and thousands of waves rolled up.

"Click."

In Tao Yaoyao's hand, the blade of the sword cracked, and soon it shattered inch by inch, making it difficult to withstand the power of the saber.

The aftermath has dissipated.

Tao Yaoyao calmed down her aura and said calmly, "The King of Triumph is worthy of being the head of the great Shang and Wu kings. I am willing to bow down to you."

"It's just a difference in weapons."

The triumphant king put away his saber and responded, "If King Rakshasa had used his own sword, I might not be able to defeat you."

The current King of Rakshasa is far more powerful than before. Perhaps, in a few days, even he will be defeated.
Chapter completed!