Under the immense sword power, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Power became chaotic once again. In everyone's hearts arose an instinctive sense of awe, making them incapable of displaying their true strength.
However, this was not necessarily a bad thing for them. Precisely because they could not unleash their strongest combat power, after a long battle, no one had yet perished.
"Boom!" The sound of shocking thunder rang out, and the earth trembled.
Mighty currents of air scattered in all directions, and the force within was probably not inferior to the Desolate Storm of the North Abyss Misty Plain.
Below, everyone was shaken and swayed, but in the face of life and death, no one dared to easily stop, and the battle continued fiercely.
With that loud noise, the two figures locked in fierce combat above finally separated. Lu Guantian's face was as white as a sheet as he fell like a kite with its string cut. His chest was stained bright red by the blood he spat out.
