Chapter 130: The Unstoppable Flow of the Changhe River_3

What exactly did Zhao Changhe say in the end?

With a loud "clang," the two sabers met again in a furious clash, whirling winds and roaring waves causing the signboard of Mingyue Tower to tilt with a "crack."

Zhao Changhe took three steps back, countering the violent impact; his blood surged intensely, boiling with fighting spirit.

Wan Dongliu staggered back five or six steps, his expression extremely solemn.

"Wan, your sword momentum is weak!" Zhao Changhe laughed heartily, leaped into the air, and brought his two sabers crashing down.

Wan Dongliu looked up, squinting slightly.

The early morning sunrise seemed blocked by Zhao Changhe, the sky darkening slightly, and a faint halo of sunlight, tinged with blood, appeared around him, creating an illusion of being backdrop.

Within that bloody halo, a dark demonic shadow descended from the sky, as if vanishing all gods and Buddhas with one strike!