On the arena, azure light flourished, and seven sword shadows burning with azure flames floated in mid-air. The intense sharpness surged into the sky, the astonishing sword momentum causing most of the martial artists present to feel a chill in their hearts.
Chii! Chii! Chii! Chii! Chii! Chii! Chii!
As Qian Shaofeng slashed down with his sword, the seven sword shadows disappeared from their original position. When they reappeared, they were already ten steps away in front of Luo Feng.
"How is it possible, I can't see the sword light!"
Han Xuan, the young master of Massive Cauldron Commerce Alliance, had a slight change in expression. With his eyesight, he hadn't noticed the trajectory of these seven sword shadows.
This was undoubtedly terrifying, if he faced these seven sword shadows, the next moment he might be beheaded.
