"Thunder Sword!"
Suddenly, Chen Cangxiong let out a furious roar.
The sky was torn open with a crack.
A massive sword of thunder, formed from heavenly lightning, descended from the sky, piercing towards Ling Xiao.
"Only thirty seconds left."
Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the terrifying Thunder Sword.
The Tai Chi Eye began to rapidly analyze the power of this Thunder Sword.
He did not want to evade, nor did he want to defend.
Because no matter what he did, it would give Chen Cangxiong a chance to turn the tables.
"Let's see whose body is tougher!"
Ling Xiao did nothing; his sword strike, with an unstoppable terrifying momentum, continued to thrust towards Chen Cangxiong's throat.
Meanwhile, the Thunder Sword in the sky simultaneously fell towards Ling Xiao's head.
Pshh!
The Eight Immortals Sword in Ling Xiao's right hand pierced through Chen Cangxiong's right shoulder.
