Pei Jinye's swordsmanship was unparalleled, and now the Sword Intent he had absorbed and refined from the Sword Marrow was extraordinary.
With one sword strike.
The sword momentum that soared into the sky was breathtaking.
Pitan roared ferociously, his face twisted, "If I gave you ten more years, I might not be your match, but now—"
"Boom!"
The thunderous explosion from Pei Jinye's hands drowned out the rest of Pitan's words.
Just as resolute as Pei Jinye's actions.
His Sword Intent was also domineering and decisive, showing no mercy!
"Sizzle—"
Sword Light swept across.
The red chains that materialized in front of Pitan were severed by dozens, creating a huge gap.
Even before anyone could react.
Pei Jinye's left arm suddenly stretched out, pointing to the sky.
At this moment, no one understood what he was doing until a burst of purple luster suddenly surged onto Pei Jinye.
Everyone then exclaimed.
"He's actually summoning lightning!"