If only Jin Shanshan and the other demon had wanted to leave the battlefield, it would have been easy. But with Bi Fan there, they clearly weren't going to get away so calmly.
Unlike Jin Shanshan's seven divine swords, the greatsword Bi Fan had obtained didn't need to be refined to unleash its tremendous power.
And as one of the mightiest beings in heaven and earth in its day, the greatsword's power was naturally terrifying.
Sensing Bi Fan's killing intent, the Sword Elder—who hadn't tasted blood in countless years—was just as excited.
For the greatsword to attack the two demons was admittedly like an elder bullying juniors. But times had changed. It was no longer what it had once been, and the two demons were no ordinary beings, either. They were worthy opponents for it to give its all.
At once, the greatsword blazed with blood-red light and slashed toward Xuan Gu.
BOOM!
With a deafening crash, the magical treasure Xuan Gu had been using to defend himself was cleaved in two. He was sent flying more than ten thousand zhang in an instant.
"Ancient Sword-Control Art?"
Feeling the terrifying power contained in the greatsword, Xuan Gu cried out in disbelief.
Though shocked, Xuan Gu's movements were not slow. He immediately transformed into a golden bolt of lightning and, using the greatsword's tremendous force to propel himself, fled into the distance.
Xuan Gu's reaction was undeniably swift and decisive. From beginning to end, all he thought about was escaping. He didn't even spare Mo Lingxue a glance.
The Great Roc Clan was without a doubt the fastest in the world. So even a terrifying weapon like the greatsword couldn't do a thing against Xuan Gu once he was bent on escaping; it couldn't catch up to him in such a