Elder, do you want to eat some together?

"The wind fuelling the fire, burning for thousands of miles!"

Qi Mingyuan looked up. The green sword in Han Muye's left hand had already turned into a stream of light, and the sword move was Cloud Severing.

Clouds gathered and scattered, and the wind blew wildly.

Before he could turn his head, flames exploded.

In front of him, a green wind swept up a fiery red stream of light. The wind surged and the flames soared!

Wind and fire coexisted, and sword intent fused!

Qi Mingyuan felt a huge shock in his heart. He had a sudden realization that seemed to surge through the skies.

This was the third level of Cloud Severing!

Instantly, he felt that he was in a boundless wasteland. Flames surged into the sky around him, and all the exits were blocked.

If he did not charge, he would definitely die!

"Clang—"

He unsheathed the sword and held it out, creating a strong wind.

Cloud sweeping.

This was sword intent.