With a single saber strike, divine might swept forth, instantly cutting down Shi Meng, who had previously rampaged nearly unchecked and undefeated!
Everyone who witnessed this scene felt stormy waves surge through their hearts!
"How is that possible? He defeated him with a single strike?"
"How terrifying. In that instant, I felt as though a mountain were bearing down on me, making it almost impossible to breathe!"
Someone cried out in shock,
The people who had originally been fleeing in all directions learned that Shi Meng was dead and turned to look. When they saw his limp figure sprawled on the ground in the distance, they all stopped as well, still shaken out of their wits.
For a rare moment, silence descended around them.
Countless gazes converged,
Many felt fortunate to have survived the calamity.
The air currents raging around them gradually subsided. The battle had ended, and everything in the scene seemed to have drawn its curtain.
However,
Yang Qingyun's hand tightened involuntarily around his saber.
The alarm in his heart had not diminished in the slightest. Instead, it had grown even more intense!
It was as though some terrifying danger was about to descend!
A bead of cold sweat appeared on Yang Qingyun's forehead!
"Brother Yang, what's wrong?"
At that moment,
Zhou Weilong noticed something was amiss and wanted to come over to ask, but soon his footsteps halted.
Boom!!!
All of a sudden,
A blood-colored saber light erupted from the ground, sweeping forth with terrifying currents as violent as a mountain flood bursting its banks. From the end of the street, it came crashing toward them!
The tightly packed crowd was suddenly blown apart by the dreadful wave of air,
Those directly facing the blood-colored saber light were torn to pieces beneath its razor-sharp force. Blood, hands,