Just as Zhao Jinghai threw his head back and roared at the sky, venting the turmoil in his heart, everyone watching around them was utterly stunned.
The crowd was like statues, motionless.
Ye Yun's swordsmanship once again shocked everyone present.
Even Wei Zhongxian, who was at the Seventh Level of the Deity King Realm, suddenly felt a chill run down his back as cold sweat broke out.
How could this guy's swordsmanship be this terrifying?
Not only fast, but incomparably sharp.
Even Brother Zhao, who possessed the Chaos Sky Battle Body, had actually had his wrist severed.
Inconceivable!
"Who on earth is this guy? Could it be that he's not at the Eighth Layer of Divine Sovereign Realm, but a powerhouse of the Divine Emperor Realm?"
A single thought.
Suddenly surfaced in Wei Zhongxian's mind.
The moment he thought of a God Emperor Realm Sword Cultivator, it was as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, the cold biting to the bone.
