"Hmph, I want to see how long they can sustain it."

boom!

Another mighty, heaven-and-earth-destroying stick shadow struck down arrogantly.

The stone stick itself was too huge, and the shadow of the stick swept over and covered a large area. Su Xin and Ah Qi could only try their best to avoid it. They were so hasty that something even appeared in Su Xin's hand.

> But just then...

In an area surrounding the battlefield, there was a team of thirty Purple Moon Holy Guards gathered together. They were fully controlling the Blood Shadow Demon and wielding the stick.

But a sword light suddenly lit up.

This sword light came from the void silently.

It doesn't give off any fluctuations.

It doesn't seem to contain much power or power.

However, the sword light... passed through the body of a holy guard like harvesting wheat.

In just an instant, more than twenty of the thirty Purple Moon Saint Guards were either cut in half or had their heads thrown away. They were mercilessly killed without even a chance to struggle.

Behead.

One after another, figures fell to the ground below at the same time.

"What?"

"not good!!"

"Run away!"

Only then did the remaining Ziyue Holy Guards react and quickly tried their best to escape.

However, their speed was pitifully slow in front of that sword light.

The sword light remained unabated and continued to pass through the void.

Tsk tsk tsk!!!

The sounds of sword light sinking into the body were heard one after another, and the figures of the last few people also began to fall.

With one sword, thirty saints fell instantly!

The Blood Shadow Demon God, which was originally controlled by three hundred people at the same time, immediately collapsed when one of the teams suddenly disappeared.

Countless strong men around the battlefield also looked in that direction at this moment.

Buzz~~~

Silently, thirty figures fell from the void at the same time.

This scene made everyone's eyes suddenly widen.

Under their horrified and shocked gazes, a figure slowly walked over.

This is a long-haired man with a face like a blade, extremely cold and arrogant. He holds a sword in one hand and his eyes are as deep as the vast starry sky.

As he walked slowly step by step, it was like a peerless sword that shot straight into the sky and pierced the sky, trying to tear apart everything in the world.

Naturally, he became the focus of heaven and earth, and nothing in the world could cover up the sharp edge of this peerless sword.

"Nine Sacred Mountains, Lord of the Sixth Mountain!!"

"Sword Master of Beiming!"

"Master!!"

All eyes were focused on this aloof long-haired man.

At this moment, he had stopped and only raised his head slightly. In an instant, thousands of swords were raging, but they all surrendered to his feet.

He is the master of swordsmanship!

In the desperate situation of life and death, Su Xin's biggest supporter, his master Beiming Sword Master, is here!!
Chapter completed!