Besieging He Youliang

The demonic wind sword rose, and ten thousand swords followed his heart! The sky instantly changed color, and the wind and clouds rose!

The sword intent that surrounded Jing Wudao suddenly changed its direction and collided with each other, quickly forming a huge sword.

He Youliang's left hand joined his right hand, and his single-handed grip turned into a double-handed grip. He raised the sword over his head and suddenly slashed down!

"Slash!"

The huge sharp sword that had condensed in front of Jing Wudao slashed down as He Youliang's violet flexible sword descended.

The giant sword was swift and fierce, its speed comparable to light.

It was so sharp that it seemed to tear the void apart as it fell with terrifying power.

Jing Wudao was still expressionless as he unhurriedly waved his flexible sword and instantly slashed out!

Whoosh!

The flexible sword and the huge sharp sword that was falling fiercely collided.