"Kill!"
Zuo Qiuhai, without any hesitation, directly sacrificed his Flying Sword, fully stimulated his Mana, and Sword Qi several feet long undulated around the sword body, as if to tear apart the void.
The Flying Sword soared through the air like a falling galaxy, fiercely slashing toward the giant Puppet in front.
The extremely sharp aura whipped up gusts of wind, as the surrounding fog surged wildly.
This strike was the strongest he had ever delivered in his life, combining all his vital energy and spirit. The power had already reached the Purple Mansion stage.
Once the strike was released, Zuo Qiuhai's entire aura weakened instantly, and even the sharpness in his eyes faded considerably.
"Good arrival, let's see how I personally shatter your hopes."
Ming Huan smirked cruelly, controlling the War Puppet, lifted its massive fist, and ferociously struck toward the Flying Sword.
A tremendous aura surged to the sky, forming a fierce hurricane that swept all around.