"The Great Light of Foresight!"

The moment Jiang Yi clasped his hands together, he burst out with dazzling and unimaginable light.

The light surged, and with just a flash of shock, the opponent's majestic sword was swallowed up.

Then he slapped it out with a palm, and the Buddha sounded in the world and a palm with a swastika symbol roared up.

With a loud bang, the Qiankun Sword Domain shattered in response to the sound.

Seeing this scene, everyone looked shocked and did not expect that the Great Wuxiang Divine Art would be so powerful.

Yan Xiu's boundless sword was scattered all over the ground, like beads making ping-pong sounds, and the holy sword in his hand was also shaken away.

But at a desperate situation, a cold and harsh look flashed in his eyes, without any look of retreat or fear, and calmly launched a desperate kill.

He pinched his left hand and made a move with his right hand through the air. The holy sword turned into a storm and flew towards his right hand.

Rumble!

The sword scattered on the ground lit up one hundred and eight pillars of light soared into the sky, and the sword scattered down to the bottom of the valley scattered.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, and such a magnificent sword force directly reflected a vast scroll in the sky.

It is like an immortal holding a pen, magnificent and illuminating the heavens.

Everyone suddenly exclaimed, it was really shocking that Yan Xiu could even burst out such a killer move in desperate situation.

Even Lin Yun couldn't help but praise him secretly, he deserved to be a sword cultivator, he was a sword saint.

But something even more surprising happened. Jiang Yi pushed his hands into the sky and shouted: "Everything is one!"

After he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and sucked violently, and banged!

All kinds of visions in the world were swallowed by him, and one hundred and eight pillars of light, the scrolls of the sky, the scattered starlight, and even Yan Xiu's holy sword were swallowed.

The moment the holy sword was about to be held by Yan Xiu, he swallowed it in. After all, this killer move was unable to be used.

The originally terrifying momentum disappeared, and the storm of the Heavenly Divine Typhoon was calm.

Yan Xiu's chin was stunned and said in disbelief: "How is this... possible..."

Jiang Yi said lazily: "What's impossible? A look of no knowledge. The sword art is an alien in heaven and earth, and it has never been an eternal way. But each sword cultivator always pretends to be unwilling to give in."

"I've obviously lost, but I still have to fight for my life. Is it necessary? So I really hate sword cultivators."

Before he finished speaking, he patted a palm from the air and knocked the shocked Jiang Yi out directly, and kept hitting the Qinglong Temple before stopping.

Buzz!
Chapter completed!