In an instant, Murong Guanshan looked like a thoroughly enraged wild beast. His bloodshot eyes locked onto Xuanyuan Chen, and he let out a thunderous roar, "Die!" Immediately afterward, the muscles in his arms bulged as he fiercely swung the heavy saber in his hands. The blade was wreathed in churning black Qi, resembling a roaring black dragon.
The edge of the saber gleamed like a cold moon in the dead of night, exceptionally fierce. As it swung, it whipped up a sharp gale, emitting a hissing sound wherever it passed. The blade's aura condensed into a solid, half-moon-shaped beam, carrying the force of a thousand jun and descending upon Xuanyuan Chen with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai.
This savage force seemed capable of splitting space itself in two. If Xuanyuan Chen were to be hit, he would undoubtedly be cleaved right down the middle on the spot.
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