Lu Xuanji also opened his mouth and said, "Creation Daoist, Lu Xuanji!"
"Fellow Daoist, prepare yourself! I shall sever your head to prove my Great Dao!" Xue Wuhen spoke, his energy erupting, the endless ice and snow becoming more condensed. A sword appeared in his hand, its sword light flickering and transforming, turning into a white light to assassinate him.
The void was freezing, it seemed as if all things returned to ruins.
"Kill!"
Lu Xuanji grasped the Nine-Colored Divine Saber, the long saber flickered, slashing down through the air.
Swish!
The saber and sword clashed for the first time, endless destruction collided, energy mutually annihilating.
Lu Xuanji moved half a step to the left, his body faced the enemy unchanging, but the long saber flickered with his form, directly slashing towards his neck, like an antelope pouncing, containing numerous changes amidst its lightness. The energy on Xue Wuhen's body shifted, the longsword in his left hand directly swept upward.
