Though the two of them were mighty, how vast and terrifying was this Immortal Land?
Now, with the four Daluo Sabers all drawn forth, it was as if the world itself was being annihilated.
The blade light grew dim.
The two stele shadows had consumed no small amount of power as well.
Xu Yang's palm gripped tightly, his saber shuddering as he drew forth an even more titanic force, converging upon himself.
The massive body of Beili Immortal Mountain split open with a thunderous roar, gaping chasms erupting, boulders tumbling in avalanche, upheaval above like mountains collapsing and seas overflowing.
"Xiao Ming, the one to fall today shall be you!"
"To side with the Ancient Immortals, it seems was never all that wise."
Fury erupted in Xiao Ming's eyes, gnashing his teeth: "Xu Yang, you cannot kill me."
Yun Zheng shot a sudden look.
If you wish not to die, now is the time to wager everything!
Their gazes clashed across the distance.
In the next instant.
