"If you wish to seize it, then cut!!"
The thunderous roar echoed like a rolling thunder, shaking the air. It seemed as if in an instant, the entire atmosphere of the flower world had reached a peak of grim determination and solemnity.
Sword Intent rampaged, Killing Aura soared into the sky!
Ye Xuan held the Dragon Blood Sword, his posture as straight as a spear, expressionless, like the sole War God in this world, wild and unrestrained, peerless throughout the ages.
Such arrogance? Such confidence?
Even though, due to aiding Lou Yaoyao, he wasn't at his prime state at this moment, he still felt not a trace of fear toward the Cang Dinghe before him!!
The air gradually solidified.
Even the Cang Dinghe, seeing Ye Xuan's resolute sword-drawing posture, couldn't help but be stunned for quite a moment, subconsciously feeling a trace of dread from the depths of his heart.
It felt as if the battle was lost before it began!
This was a crushing defeat in momentum.
