Swords danced wildly as golden-red light clashed and intertwined.
The golden light shifted to a searing white, and a gigantic blade that seemed to prop up the heavens swept horizontally, splitting a floating mountain peak into two halves with a deafening roar.
Prince Yuanyuan stood atop the peak, his body swaying unsteadily with the shaking mountain beneath his feet. Ignoring the fierce battle between Lu Bei and Dugu, he held a uniquely shaped short dagger and confronted Wang Hu.
Chapter 447