In Fang Chen's eyes, the movements of the two figures were at least ten times slower than usual.
"This sixth sword slays demons today."
The dazzling, brilliant sword qi hung like a blazing sun in the void, then instantly swept out in all directions. It rolled outward like a terrifying shockwave, or a towering tsunami crashing before the eyes of ordinary mortals, and instantly engulfed the two Fourth-Turn Immortals.
Chapter 647