Mountain-Cleaving Strike

Mountain-Cleaving Strike

The night sky, which had only just been filled with bright stars and a pale moon, was suddenly torn apart by the collision of these two powerful Martial Dao Wills. Thick black clouds surged across the heavens, blotting out the sky and sun.

The black clouds roiled, as though an unrivaled demon king lurked within them!

"He's drawn his blade! He's unsheathed his sword!"

"The duel is about to begin!"

"Which is stronger—the number one Blade Cultivator of East Ridge, or the number one Sword Cultivator of East Ridge? This battle will reveal the answer!"

Many martial artists spoke with boundless anticipation.

Consort Yun stared at Lin Bai, her eyes blazing with monstrous fury. She viciously screamed in her heart: Sacred Moon King, kill Lin Bai! Kill him! Kill him!

The Grand Princess looked at Lin Bai, worry filling her eyes.

Beside them, the twelve Human Core Realm experts of the Sacred Moon Sect held their breath, their eyes shining as they watched the decisive battle about to begin above them!

The Sacred Moon King had also comprehended a third-grade initial-stage blade intent, while Lin Bai had comprehended a third-grade initial-stage sword intent.

The Martial Dao Wills of the two were nearly identical.

Their sword intent and blade intent continued to collide, neither able to gain the upper hand for a time.

"Die!"

At that moment, the Sacred Moon King narrowed his eyes and shot forward like lightning. Blade light immediately flashed across the firmament, illuminating the darkened heavens and earth.

With one slash, a terrifying aura spread from the Forbidden City Summit, sweeping across a thousand meters!

Whoosh—

A piercing blade light came slashing down in fury.

With overwhelming might and unstoppable force, it struck toward the crown of Lin Bai's head.

"Hmph!" Lin Bai snorted coldly.