WHOOSH!!!
Before everyone's eyes, the immensely powerful azure Sword Flood Dragon froze, suspended in midair. Then, a crisp cracking sound rang out.
A soft chiming followed, growing incessant.
In the next instant, the Sword Qi Flood Dragon split in two, starting from its head. It shattered, dissipating into the void. The dispersing Sword Qi shot out in all directions, ravaging the surrounding ground.
Watching this, Lu Xuanzhou looked as if he'd been struck by lightning. He froze on the spot, his eyes filled with utter disbelief.
'Th-this... How is this possible?!'
'This technique, Sword Qi to Form a Flood Dragon, was a trump card I painstakingly created and perfected. It was a move I was saving for Dharma Treasury of Golden Spring Temple and Zhang Daoming of Qingfeng Temple. How could Chen Sheng destroy it so easily with a single slash of his saber?'
'This makes no sense!'
