Hiss!

A sharp howl that was like the howl of a beast tearing apart his eardrums tore through the heavens and the earth. The powerful sword qi was too terrifying, and it filled this strike as it struck out while carrying an imposing aura capable of destroying all techniques.

This was the might of destroying all techniques with a single strike, and it belonged to the abilities that only a supreme grandmaster in the Sword Dao could grasp!

This sort of sword qi was very familiar to Chen Xi because the Sword Dao he’d grasped until now had attained this step, so he was very well aware of how terrifying the might contained within it was.

He didn’t hesitate, nor did he spare it the slightest thought.

Chen Xi similarly formed a sword with his fingers before sword qi sprayed out from the tip of his finger, and it condensed into a shapeless strand of sword qi. The space in the surroundings were like shattered ripples as they shattered beneath this sword qi, and then a spatial ripple swept out.

There was 30km of distance between him and Hua Jiankong. If there was a spectator here, then the person would definitely be able to discern that Hua Jiankong’s sword qi was icy cold, murderous, and swept over like a violent snowstorm.

On the other hand, Chen Xi’s sword qi seemed like it was formed from a row of dense and profound talisman markings. It was refined, clean, and revealed...