Furthermore, at this moment, Chen Qingming gave Ye Tian an aura of evil and eeriness.
Upon closer examination, Chen Qingming conveyed nothing but a sensation of cold and murderous intent, inexplicably like a machine, an emotionless and unfeeling machine.
Of course, by now, Ye Tian couldn't afford to think too much; he had to face the 'Silent Shattering Finger'!
"Destroy it for me!!!"
Ye Tian raised his hand, and the sword shot into the sky, forging ahead with one sword light after another.
A total of 10 swords.
Each sword stronger than the last.
Though said to be 10 swords, in fact, each of these 10 swords was formed and gathered using 199 sword lights.
The 10 sword lights followed each other in succession.
Incredibly sharp.
The wind and clouds seemed to liquefy.
The mingling green and silver light seemed to uphold rounds of sword light suns.
