Recently, Sikong Jing had absorbed the essence blood of magic beasts several times, constantly comprehending the Demon-Slaying Sword Intent of the Nine Heavens Emperor. Naturally, he had to seize this chance to use it and see what kind of power it could unleash.
Buzz...
The sword radiance turned pitch-black and swept straight toward Yan Hui.
Yan Hui stared coldly at Sikong Jing, then sneered. "The state of a mutant human race—nothing but worthless trash."
As soon as he spoke, Yan Hui casually waved his hand, intending to sweep away Sikong Jing's Nine Heavens strike. Yet the sword radiance surged wildly forward, fiercely piercing through Yan Hui's flames and reaching directly before his face.
Yan Hui's expression shifted slightly, and he finally raised a hand to grasp the sword. He seized Sikong Jing's Nine Heavens sword radiance...
Then... Bang!
Yan Hui crushed Sikong Jing's Nine Heavens sword radiance into fragments in his hand.
He grinned viciously. "It really is strong. Looks like I'll have to get serious. Trash like Nine Heavens, who has been dead for who knows how many years, could only ever catch a useless Heavenly Emperor like Qing Ye off guard."
As he humiliated Nine Heavens, he stomped on Qing Ye as well. Then Yan Hui drew his own sword and pointed it straight at Sikong Jing.
Buzz...
The blazing sword radiance transformed into a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering beam of sword light and shot directly toward Sikong Jing.
Sikong Jing stood where he was, staring at Yan Hui's sword radiance. He reached out and forcibly seized it as well, but the instant he did, his entire body was hurled backward. In terms of power and cultivation... there was still a gap!
The sixth level of the Demonic Path Body was still not enough to make up for it.
But