As the Snow Moon Holy Master personally entered the fray, the tide of battle changed dramatically!
That streaking figure instantly tore through the chaotic skies, leaving severed limbs and mangled bodies everywhere he passed!
One man alone was enough to turn the tide of war. The name of Holy Master was indeed no trivial thing!
Before their eyes, that terrifying aura bore down directly on Yi Feng!
The black-clad young man and his other two brothers also turned solemn, about to step forward and meet the attack.
Suddenly!
A sword's hum echoed between heaven and earth, ringing out like a dragon's roar!
"Buzz!"
Everyone turned at the sound. Not a single person had seen when he had drawn his sword. They only saw the longsword in Yi Feng's hand gleaming. As they gazed upon the cold radiance swirling around its blade, thousands of cultivators retreated warily.
That man and sword charged toward the Holy Master like lightning. Terrifying sword intent instantly spread through the skies, unfurling in threadlike strands!
At the sight of that phenomenon, the Holy Master's expression darkened as well.
"Fully realized sword intent!"
That murmur plunged even the battlefield in the sky into silence!
Everyone knew that among those who Cultivate the Dao, Sword Cultivators possessed the fiercest combat power and were also the rarest. Those capable of comprehending sword intent were rarer still, like phoenix feathers and qilin horns!
Though Yi Feng was still young, he had already entered such a profound realm and had even comprehended fully realized sword intent. Such talent had not been heard of for centuries!
At that moment.
Cultivators filled the skies were shaken to the core. Watching the two terrifying auras intertwine and swell, they continuously withdrew, as though witnessing the sun and moon shine together!
In merely a few