Your Last Words Are too Long, You Will Regret It! (2)

An invisible pressure spread out like a hurricane, causing many geniuses to change their expressions. In a daze, they seemed to see a divine sword stabbing down from the sky and piercing their foreheads. They all cried out and retreated. 

Only Huai Mei and a few others were able to resist the sudden pressure of the sword. However, they were all shocked. They did not expect it to be so powerful. 

"What a terrifying sword intent! In such a short period of time, he actually refined the spiritual light to such a state. Zhang Shan is in danger." 

"Speaking of sword intent, do you still remember who the sword intent that erupted at the foot of the mountain belonged to when we entered the Saint Cultivation Platform? Has that person not appeared yet?" A genius suddenly thought of something and exclaimed, "Perhaps only that sword intent can be compared to Mo Feng's." 

"No one below the Golden Core Realm stage can control that sword intent."