Volume One, Chapter 225
Zhao Fu gave a soft laugh. "You think you've won now? You're celebrating far too soon."
Tian Ming's expression froze. He had not expected Zhao Fu to still have the confidence to say such words. Just as he was about to say something, he sensed an extreme danger. One of Zhao Fu's eyes was emitting a dazzling blood-red light.
Clang clang clang clang clang clang...
Resounding sword cries rang out as countless black-blood sword qi surged from Zhao Fu's body. Every strand carried an intensely powerful killing intent, slashing madly in every direction. The ground, air, space, and time were all cleaved apart, before the sword qi spread outward like a sphere, instantly shredding everything.
The ground shook incessantly as that mad, slaughtering, twisted aura enveloped everyone, turning their bodies ice-cold and filling their hearts with extreme terror.
As the smoke and dust dispersed, a crater over a thousand meters wide appeared, with strands of black-blood sword qi still lingering within it. Countless shattered stones and clouds of dust lay scattered around it.
Zhao Fu stood in the void, strands of black-blood sword qi rising from his body. His left eye radiated a brilliant blood-red glow, and he looked like a peerless demon of slaughter, as though the entire world itself feared him.
Countless people stared at the sight before them in stunned disbelief. The entire venue sank into deathly silence.
The Ten Thousand Swords City Lord said in astonishment, "What kind of sword intent is this? It is filled with slaughter and madness—not one bit inferior to the utmost evil sword intent of the Heavenblending Evil Sword."
The handsome young man was equally shocked. "I have never seen this kind of ultimate killing sword intent either."
The white-haired old man said in shock, "The moment