And around Xu Mengdie, countless streams of Sword Qi interwove and danced, bursting forth with dazzling light, disrupting people's vision.
Chu Dazhuang felt the imposing aura emanating from Xu Mengdie, and he knew this could very likely be Xu Mengdie's final strike.
His brow furrowed, and seeing Xu Mengdie like this, he also found it somewhat amusing. He softly chuckled and then, raising his steel hammer, he met Xu Mengdie's attack.
Boom!
In an instant, the entire battlefield was enveloped by fierce power, the deafening collision of Sword Qi and steel hammer caused sparks to fly wildly between the two.
When the power of the Sword Qi and the steel hammer had dissipated, the scene on the battlefield turned very odd.
Xu Mengdie's figure had vanished, replaced by a faint glimmer of light, ethereal and elusive.
As for Chu Dazhuang, he still stood in his original place, composed and at ease.