World Under Heaven Sword!
Wen Dao!
Yi Xiaofeng's heart trembled when he heard Bai Hongxiao's words.
When he opened his eyes, demonic energy was exploding and spreading everywhere before him.
A hundred-zhang Light Sword entered his view, making him look up involuntarily, his eyes filled with shock.
"This is..."
Yi Xiaofeng muttered, his body still frozen in the posture of clapping his hands.
The host at the recording venue went wild and roared himself hoarse. "My God! Contestant Yi Xiaofeng actually erupted and slew Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor in one stroke!"
"Too powerful! Was that a spell just now? No, it was probably a Divine Power from mythological novels!"
"He turned it around! Contestant Yi Xiaofeng has turned the tables again! While everyone was bowing to Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor, he relied on his unyielding will to launch a surprise attack and kill him!"
The host completely ignited the atmosphere at the venue.
The live audience in the stadium all began shouting Yi Xiaofeng's name.
The viewers in the livestream went even more berserk with their Barrage:
"It really was a comeback!"
"The Script theory is confirmed! Is this even a level players should have?"
"Did Yi Xiaofeng really inherit the Sword Saint's legacy?"
"Impossible. Even if he inherited the Sword Saint's legacy, he couldn't possibly unleash such outrageous power..."
"Holy shit! This move is god-tier!"
"I'm fired up! Finally, it's here! I've hated Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor for ages!"
Yi Xiaofeng's sudden eruption ignited the fighting spirit of every viewer.
Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor's arrogance and the contestants' humiliation had kept the viewers hoping that someone would slap him in the face.
It had finally happened!
The hundred-zhang Light Sword dissipated, and the violent winds ravaging the surroundings gradually ceased as well.
Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor was nowhere