Chapter 690: What Kind of Concept Is This?

Whoosh whoosh!

The blade Qi and the black brilliance collided, erupting into dazzling sparks.

However, even though the blade Qi poured down like rain, it still couldn't destroy the defense of the ring; it was completely unable to affect the Protective True Qi surrounding Mo Zhantian's body.

"Kid, if this is all the skill you have, you might as well surrender without a fight. Perhaps, you can still maintain an intact corpse!"

Ye Ling's expression remained unchanged as he burst forth with seven layers of blade intent. With one slash, the seven layers of blade light instantly tore the sky, attacking Mo Zhantian without any flamboyance.

Blade light rained down like a carpet bombing, sweeping in all directions, completely submerging the entire void, and the chilling blade intent contained within those blade lights was truly menacing.