boom...
In an instant, a roar sounded, and the entire Saint Danzong, including the surrounding mountains, trembled.
Everyone's hearts also seemed to be beaten severely at this moment.
The strongest collision between sword power and sword power made them deeply understand what is the real battle of the strong.
Some Sheng Danzong disciples looked at everything stunned.
Above the sky, two figures floated down.
To be precise, it is a fall!
The black robe on Mu Yun's body was almost shattered into fragments, and there were sharp sword marks all over his body, bleeding with blood.
Under that sword mark, the terrifying tear wound was even more shocking.
On the other side, Bai Zhanfeng staggered at the moment, and there were sword marks on his legs and hands. The blood was still black with a trace, and the whole face was sickly pale.
On his body, the sword marks make up for it, and blood also flows out.