Chapter 118: The Final Duel

The wheel of death behind Li Xiaoyun started spinning, and it spun faster and faster emitting a bright and dark light.

"Jiang Lei, you have nowhere to run. Today is the day you die!" Li Xiaoyun shouted, his voice echoing in the air.

Jiang Lei looked up closely and he saw a black aura radiating from the wheel.

The aura was thick and dense, and it covered the sky like a dark cloud.

The aura then split into countless thin and sharp blades, each one glowing with a cold and sinister light.

The blades were like thin and sharp needles, each one about a foot long and an inch wide. They were made of pure sword Qi and were infused with Li Xiaoyun's sword and killing intent.

They looked like dark and deadly icicles, ready to pierce anything in their way.

Swoosh! Swoosh!! Swoosh!!!

The blades were like raindrops, falling from the sky with a high speed and a deadly force, aiming at Jiang Lei.