The movements of the two appeared, in Fang Chen's eyes, at least ten times slower than usual.
"This sixth sword slays demons today."
The dazzling, brilliant sword qi hung like a fierce sun in the void, and then instantly swept in all directions. Like a terrifying wave of shock, or a mountain-toppling tsunami unfolding before the eyes of ordinary mortals, it instantly engulfed the two Fourth-Turn Immortals.
Chapter 647