Fall Apart

Xue Wuye's strike was filled with incredible skills of the Sword Way. Not only that, his speed, sharpness, penetration and more than ten Saintly Ways were combined together.

As he stabbed the sword out, cold light shone in all directions. The snow flying in the air trembled slightly.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were decisive. Sword intent no weaker than Xue Wuye's was unleashed from within him. He grasped the hilt of the Abyss Ancient Sword with both hands. Countless Rules of Saintly Way melted into the blade. He struck forward, clashing against Xue Wuye.

Boom, boom.

The two of them were both top geniuses of the Sword Way. They attacked extremely quickly. There were clearly only two people, but there were hundreds of afterimages. The Sword Qi was even denser. Like a sword sea, it filled the entire space, making them unapproachable.