"Break."
Dugu Feng looked at the enormous golden palm imprint above his head, then gritted his teeth and swung his sword.
The next moment, an incomparably terrifying blade radiance appeared, like the dawn before daybreak, scattering all darkness.
The instant the sword radiance emerged, heaven and earth lost their color.
The terrifying sword radiance slammed into the enormous palm imprint. With a thunderous boom, a crack appeared at the very center of the imprint.
As a sound like shattering glass rang out, the entire enormous golden palm imprint fractured inch by inch like glass, finally turning into fragments and vanishing into the sky.
"Whew."
Seeing this, Dugu Feng let out a slight breath. But before he could recover for even a moment, an incomparably terrifying dragon's roar sounded before him.
"Die."
Qin Hua's face was filled with madness, while the spearhead continuously spat out sharp glints.
"Damn it."
Dugu Feng cursed under his breath as immortal power surged once more. Just as he was about to strike again, a blood-colored figure silently appeared before him.
"Leave this to me."
The blood-colored figure spoke indifferently. The next moment, a strand of Sword Qi flashing with ultimate golden light shot into the heavens, brutally smashing the golden Dragon phantom apart.
"Your opponent is me."
After Ye Lin spoke, he raised his right hand. The white cloth behind him exploded apart, and the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor appeared in his palm.
Golden and crimson light intertwined around the blade of the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor, making it look utterly sinister.
"Where did you crawl out from?"
Qin Hua swiftly pulled away from Ye Lin, his expression grave.
The man before him was an expert—an absolute expert.
Qin Hua's expression became incomparably solemn. His instincts told him that this person