As his words fell, the True Martial Demon Purging Sword in Li Qingyu's hand suddenly let out a clear cry that pierced through heaven and earth!
With a twist of his wrist, he held the sword horizontally before his chest, then casually swept it forward.
There was no flashy radiance, no complex trajectory—only a pure streak of Sword Qi bursting forth from the blade!
The Sword Qi began as a single thread, yet after leaving the sword, it swelled wildly against the wind, transforming in an instant into a mighty river that stretched from heaven to earth!
Where the Sword Qi passed, the air was forcibly torn open into a warped, blurred rift.
The river of Sword Qi surged forward and cleaved down!
"Honglong—!!!"
At the center of the town, divided by the line between the two men, the rammed-earth ground seemed to have been struck by an invisible giant axe and suddenly collapsed downward!
A tremendous ravine, several zhang deep, over a zhang wide, and dozens of zhang long, abruptly appeared amid deafening thunder and dust and shattered rocks soaring into the sky!
The ravine's edges were smooth and neat as mirrors. The lingering Sword Qi still hissed, further grinding any falling rubble into powder.
With merely his opening sword strike, he displayed the might to split mountains and crack the earth!
Facing this terrifying Sword Qi that could have cut an ordinary Grandmaster in two, Luo Zhixian's expression did not change.
He did not even raise the Meteorite Spear very high. With only a flick of his wrist, the spear body traced an arc and swept diagonally upward against the river of Sword Qi.
"Buzz—!"
The spear body trembled, and a streak of Spear Light erupted from its tip.
The Spear Light was not especially dazzling or immense,