As the echoes of warning spread throughout the Demon Cave World.
Fang Yu's flight appeared dazzling and striking.
The Dragon Roar Sword in his hand was even more terrifying.
The Demon Cave World seemed silent and still.
Fang Yu was no longer polite.
He swung the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand.
"Lin."
"Bing!"
"Dou."
...
Each sword strike came together, smoother and more comfortable than ever before, smooth and skillful, without any pause.
The moves of the Nine Swords emerged in an instant.
"Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Zai, Qian..."
The sword aura flowed like a river, blossoming in the sky, resembling fireworks exploding at night, even more spectacular than fireworks.
Next.
Fang Yu smiled slightly: "Tenfold Symphony!"
Originally, there were only nine massive sword aura light images, suddenly turning into ten.
Falling from the sky.
Boom!
Boom boom boom!
When the sword aura fell into the Demon Cave World.
