"Hmm?"
Emperor Qin Ming looked astonished.
"Heavenly Devil Sword!"
Layers of black mist flowed around him, as if he were like a devil that was dancing wildly, with his overbearing and gloomy voice roaring. Then, they turned into a black dragon, and in front of him, formed into layers of a phantom of the black emperor sword...
"Puff!"
Cyan lights and shadows.
They, like a heated snow-stabbing sword, pierced the phantom of the seemingly invincible heavenly sword directly.
"What?"
Emperor Qin Ming was shocked.
The cyan sword stabbed toward his throat with unparalleled killing intent.
In a hurry, he retreated.
He could only retreat.
The power of this sword was far beyond his imagination.
The cyan sword light spread like a waterfall and approached the disintegrated Flying Whale Shu
