"Great Flow Sword Skill!"
Sima Nan shouted loudly, and the long sword buzzed as if turning into countless meteors, with numerous long swords shooting forward, briefly forcing those experts to retreat.
Anish had a cold smile on his face as he formed a seal with his hands, and countless thick death qi suddenly surged towards the crowd. Sima Nan beckoned with his right hand, regripping the long sword, and turned to slash at Anish.
"Duan Qing Mountain!"
The terrifying Sword Qi poured out, instantly splitting the endless death qi in two, as the Sword Qi continued rushing towards Anish.
Anish didn't dodge or evade; instead, giant blood palm shadows appeared above his hands, and he slapped forward, directly trapping the long sword that was about to shoot over.
In an instant, the endless death qi enveloped the sword, quickly covering it with a layer of rust-like blood-red substance at a visible speed.
"Seeing you have no weapon left, what else can you do?"
