The rosy glow filled the sky, and sword qi towered into the heavens. It was utterly breathtaking!
Zhao Yun gripped his longsword and found it incredibly heavy, as though ancient green mountains and millennia of rivers had all been fused into this single strike.
On the Barbarian Army's command platform, several experts, including Zhebie Chuan, shouted, "Imperial Son-in-law, strike while he's down! Get him!"
The barbarian experts were terrified by that sword qi. Zhao Yun had yet to fully master that longsword, so Zhao Bahuang had to break it before the sword qi reached its peak, then deal with Zhao Yun!
"Slash!"
Zhao Bahuang roared, his voice like a dragon's cry, making the surroundings tremble!
Like an immortal descending to earth, he flashed forward, drawing a straight line through the air before countless afterimages emerged!
"Buzz!"
The Grandmaster Divine Weapon, the Li Huo Sword, hummed violently, its heat ** scorching. The barbarian martial artists nearby felt as though their hair was about to burn away!
"Destroy!"
Zhao Bahuang shouted again. Those linear afterimages continuously rushed into his body, every one carrying boundless power and causing his aura to surge!
The Taotie phantom was incomparably huge and echoed Zhao Bahuang. At this moment, Taotie was Zhao Bahuang, and Zhao Bahuang was Taotie. That sword qi inspired utter despair.
The Li Huo Sword carried destructive power, intent on destroying everything!
At the same time, Zhao Yun drew a deep breath and unleashed the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound once more. Many felt as though they had been swept into towering ocean waves, while a colossal dragon drank in the water!
The righteous qi between heaven and earth seemed to have been absorbed by Zhao Yun.
"Buzz!"
The sword's roar could no longer be described as a phoenix cry. Rosy light suddenly flared, dazzling