Afterimages? They won?
The six prodigies were utterly bewildered, unable to react at all. Why were the three city lords in such a hurry to admit defeat?
Yet after only a single breath, a figure in green robes suddenly appeared before them. Nine flowing swords streaked rapidly from behind him, merging into one in an instant and manifesting in Chen Fan's hand.
This sword seemed to split open the heavens from the void itself. Like an immortal flying in from beyond the sky, it dazzled every cultivator present.
Nine Swords Into One of the Nine Palaces Sect!
The six prodigies finally understood what had happened. That earlier silence had all been the green-robed youth gathering his nine strongest swords, yet they had never noticed. Now that the nine swords had become one, it was already too late to stop anything!
Their expressions changed at once, the blood draining from their faces. They knew they could never receive this sword. Even the Six Harmonies Formation would be shattered and destroyed in an instant like porcelain!
But the instant Chen Fan attacked, the three Human Emperor-level experts moved as well. Though they had admitted defeat, they joined forces to stop Chen Fan, unwilling to let any of the six prodigies perish. They knew full well that the power of this sword could not be underestimated.
True essence as deep and vast as an abyss and sea flowed from their hands, taking the form of an enormous palm that seemed capable of shaking all things as it struck directly toward Chen Fan.
Seeing this, Bald Bird immediately cried out, "Damn it, have you no shame? Didn't you say this would be a fair fight?"
The cultivators watching from the city erupted into an uproar as well, finding it hard to believe. This battle