Li Zhengyi Arrives!
"Blood Sword Art! Blood Burial!"
"Mountain River Blade—one slash severs the heavens!"
"Annihilation Spear Art—Dragon Spear Shatters the Moon!"
"..."
The seven High Priests and Mo Wenshen unleashed all their methods, taking turns attacking the Purple-Robed Man.
Yet the Purple-Robed Man's sword cultivation had reached through heaven and earth, and his swordsmanship stood unrivaled beneath the sky. Even when surrounded by eight Apex Realm peak experts, he remained exceptionally calm and composed.
From afar, Li Buzheng stared at the scene in shock and said incredulously, "My heavens... Where did this Purple-Robed Man come from? How can he fight eight Apex Realm peak experts to a draw?"
"To fight eight alone—this man is peerless!"
Li Buzheng spoke in terror.
Faced with the eight-man assault, the Purple-Robed Man suddenly raised his sharp sword and sneered, "The eight of you have thrown so many moves at me. Now, you can take one of mine!"
The instant his voice fell, the purple sword in the Purple-Robed Man's hand suddenly erupted with a dazzling, illusory radiance. Sword light trembled, and he brought his sword down in fury, tearing the firmament apart.
A sword phantom that reached through heaven and earth descended with unparalleled might.
It was as though a god had raised his sharp sword and, with a single slash, shattered the mortal world. The terror of it was indescribable.
"One of the Kunxu Seventy-Two Arts—the Great Divine King Sword Art!" the seven High Priests cried out in alarm.
"Great Divine King Sword Art!" Mo Wenshen's eyes flashed.
"It's one of the Kunxu Seventy-Two Arts..." Li Buzheng said incredulously.
The Divine King's wrath—one sword to annihilate the world.
As the Purple-Robed Man's sword fell, its immense sword might sent the seven High Priests vomiting blood. Their bodies flew backward at once, and