Endless Sword Qi echoed through the air as that sword was slowly drawn from its sheath.
Clang!
At that moment, sword shadows filled the sky, cleaving through half the heavens. The surrounding space let out cracking sounds as it shattered under the unbearable force.
The sword in Jiang Yun's hand was not particularly long, just over two feet, its entire blade a pale blue.
Its hilt was pitch-black, looking exquisitely crafted.
As he slowly swung the longsword in his hand, endless Sword Qi crashed down like colossal waves arriving with a tsunami, unstoppable and invincible.
With a boom, nearly a hundred Undead Race members around him were completely annihilated within the Sword Qi.
Sword Qi still danced across the sky, shrouding the entire world within it.
Seeing such might, everyone else around them retreated several steps, staring at the figure in the sky with alarm.
Jiang Yun walked through the air. At that moment, his white robes fluttered, and Sword Qi surged sharply around him.
Among those Undead Race members were some carrying swords, and the longswords on their bodies began to tremble as well.
It was as though every sword had resonated, ready to bury heaven and earth beneath a sea of blades.
Countless longswords rose into the air at once, the clanging of drawn blades intertwining with the ringing cries of swords.
Sword Qi fused with the longswords, forming an incomparably massive sword as vast as the ocean.
At this moment, Jiang Yun was like an exiled immortal among swords, as though all the countless blades in this world obeyed his command.
When he swung down his sword once more, several hundred more Undead Race members perished.
The cracks in the earth grew ever larger, and abyssal chasms appeared across the ground.
Seeing this sight, the leading Blood-robed