Blade Cultivators Against Blade Cultivators-Just Perfect

Four shots, five kills!

[Divine Blade Dragon Edge] pulled back his spear and glanced at the five corpses on the ground.

"Pathetic!"

As his voice fell, he leaped proudly onto the flying dragon's back.

The next moment, the dragon carried him away in a flash.

An Immortal King was roughly equivalent to a Quasi-Saint on the Immortal Path.

A Saint dealing with a Quasi-Saint was as easy as turning over a hand.

So, although he had stylishly dispatched five insignificant clowns, it was nothing special to [Divine Blade Dragon Edge].

Meanwhile.

At the edge of Wangfu Cliff.

The advance squad led by Fan San had all met gruesome ends.

The culprits were wildflowers and weeds.

There were also vines, withered leaves... even moss.

That's right. One fellow had been covered in moss and suffocated to death!

For a mighty cultivator to die like that was a bizarre tale for the ages.

Immortal Palace.

[Kong Fu] and Tu Baozhi gradually stopped attacking.

Not because they had decided a winner.

But because... they were out of strength!

After nearly an hour of trading blows head-on, even the greatest reserves of strength would run dry.

"Want to keep going?"

"I can't move anymore. Hah..."

"Hahaha, you're an honest big guy!"

"You're not bad yourself. I, Tu Baozhi, have never met anyone as strong as me. That was exhilarating!"

Both of them lay on the ground without a shred of dignity, panting heavily.

Ye Yun's side and the Immortal Palace players were all utterly speechless.

Was this supposed to be a duel?

They were worse than a pair of huskies tearing up a house.

Just look around the Immortal Palace!

Everything was a wreck. It was practically unbearable to look at.

Even the stone floor had been smashed to pieces.

That was the result