A vicious wind struck their faces. The Ghost-Masked Man's aura erupted like a volcano, crimson astral qi surging over his body as he swiftly drew his saber.
Boom...
Merely drawing the saber unleashed a thunderclap from its sheath, a deafening roar that seemed to shake heaven and earth. "Die!"
A savage gleam flashed in Song Shixian's eyes. Killing intent burst from his body, sending the surrounding temperature plummeting.
Amid the rumbling, he poured astral qi into the Jade Waters Saber as though it cost him nothing. A terrifying, razor-sharp aura blotted out the sky and swept in every direction. Within a hundred yards, birds scattered in fright, insects fell silent, and plants snapped soundlessly, as though severed by invisible blades.
Boom!
A terrifying blade radiance crashed down like a celestial river falling from the firmament, hurtling toward Xu Yang and Gao Lin with the force to pulverize all things.
Xu Yang had no doubt that this terrifying, razor-sharp saber qi could kill him easily. Though it was still dozens of feet away, he already felt the horrifying sensation that his entire body was about to split apart. His scalp prickled and his hair stood on end, as though a mountain were bearing down on him, ready to flatten him into a meat patty.
"Damn it, that's a Spirit Weapon! Junior Brother Xu, run!" Gao Lin shrieked, frightened nearly out of his soul.
A Spirit Weapon!
Some bastard had actually brought a Spirit Weapon here specifically to kill them. What had they done to deserve having a Spirit Weapon brought out against them? Facing a weapon belonging to a Heavenly Origin powerhouse, anyone without a weapon of the same caliber could do little but take a beating, without the slightest ability to fight back. With luck, they might escape alive.
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