"Immortal Slayer!"
Xiang Wuji squeezed his hand once more, the Qi Blood True Essence Divine Sense transformed into a long blade.
The long blade swung.
Qiu Ming's vitality was instantly obliterated.
His flesh fell from the sky.
The cultivators watching hadn't yet reacted when they saw the corpse of Zeyun River's first sword cultivator, the Flying Sword Immortal Qiu Ming, fall from the sky like a dead dog.
Countless cultivators gasped in shock.
Even some sword cultivators felt their own Sword Hearts were somewhat unstable at this moment.
"Linglin! You've killed Daoist Qiu for no reason."
"Are you trying to incite another war?"
"Fellow Daoist Linglin, you've gone too far!"
Several Nascent Souls appeared from the void, glaring angrily at Xiang Wuji like agitated cats.
These old rivals, who had fought each other for nearly a thousand years, were now united as never before.
