"Demon God Sword Technique—One Sword Slaying Demons!"
Yao Yueye bellowed, holding the Demon-Slaying Sword aloft.
He stomped his feet hard on the ground, then shot forward like a fully compressed spring, rocketing toward Hong Yu.
The Demon-Slaying Sword in his right hand was incomparably sharp.
His slash unleashed a blinding Sword Gang—brilliant and dazzling, magnificent yet powerful. An energy fluctuation as vast and enduring as one that could break mountains and shatter stone rolled out.
It was as if this sword strike came from an Ancient Demon God, its power so terrifying it made one's heart pound.
A flicker of alarm crossed Hong Yu's eyes. The Qi and blood in his body surged wildly under the pressure of the Demon-Slaying Sword.
