This strand of sword aura was as fine as a hair, yet as sharp as iron and steel. Something like a Dao Tribulation Core condensed formidable karmic energy and was astonishingly tough; even an ordinary immortal sword could not damage it. Yet with only a sword strand this tiny, it pierced straight through as though passing through a sheet of paper. Its penetrating power was simply monstrous! Compared with that sword from the other night that had slain Yun Jiutian from who knew how far away, this move was even more wondrous!
"Seven Forms of the Heaven-Creation Sword!" Lord Taihua watched as the sword strand suddenly vanished, unable to stop himself from murmuring. The look of worship in his eyes was unmistakable.
The black Dao Core, having lost the sword strand's support, scattered into particles on the wind moments later, while Xia Ruize did not even manage to leave behind a sound. He seemed to have suddenly perished just like that, showing just how swift this sword strand had been!
Without Fan Xiao at his side, Li Guxian naturally would not hesitate to strike and kill Xia Ruize's Dao Tribulation. Even if he was fast enough to seize Xing'er in the process, he still could not outpace Li Guxian's Seven Forms of the Heaven-Creation Sword!
This move joined Skyline and earth together, its profundity reaching the utmost extreme. It also forced me to seriously consider the second form of my Nine Extinctions of the Sword Dao.
Xing'er gazed at the sky in utter worship. Just then, a group of immortals seemed to appear out of thin air, each possessing astonishingly high cultivation. Lord Taihua watched these fellow Daoists fly down one after another and could not help saying, "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. This old man miscalculated and ended up troubling