A dense torrent of Sword Qi descended like a heavenly flood, devouring the ferocious Spider Demon Corps. The bodies of countless blade demons exploded and vanished. The entire scene was like something from a dream.
Feng Bo was a man of the world. On the battlefields of Abyss, where war had raged for a century, even fights between Grandmasters were a common sight.
A Grandmaster's techniques were devastatingly powerful, their attacks capable of shattering mountains and splitting the earth. The residual Qi Jin alone could annihilate any being on this battlefield.
But this black-armored youth was only at the Fourth Realm. His Sword Qi hadn't even manifested a spiritual form, yet he could unleash such a brilliant and precise flood of it with absolutely no wasted energy. It was nothing short of a miracle.
Never mind someone at the Fifth Realm; even a Gang Qi Martial Artist couldn't have accomplished this.
