The Kunwu Sword stopped above the two World Walkers.
An incomparably piercing Sword Dao Rhythm spread out and descended upon the two World Walkers, forcing them to stop fighting for the moment.
They looked at the Kunwu Sword hovering in the air, apprehension creeping into their eyes, and dared not act rashly.
"Has Chu Kuangren come?" Guo Shan asked gravely.
"No, he hasn't. Only his sword has come!"
Not far away, Ye Xin took a deep breath and spoke.
Before coming, he had investigated Chu Kuangren, so naturally, he knew that the magnificent ancient sword before him was Chu Kuangren's personal sword.
Yet a mere sword possessed such might...
Then how powerful was Chu Kuangren himself?
At that thought, Ye Xin felt apprehensive, but he looked forward to meeting him even more. "As expected, he's a formidable opponent!"
"A sword?!"
Hearing this, Zhan Long's face filled with anger. "What does Chu Kuangren mean by this? A sword? He wants to suppress us with a single sword? He really doesn't think anything of us!"
As he spoke, he stepped forward and clenched his fist. Incomparably violent Daoist Rhyme poured out like a flood, smashing toward the Kunwu Sword in midair.
The blow was immensely powerful. Its force swept through the void, setting off rumbling sonic booms!
Just as the punch was about to strike the Kunwu Sword, its blade trembled lightly. An even more terrifying Sword Dao Rhythm surged out alongside a burst of dazzling purple sword light.
The sword light tore through Zhan Long's fist force like a blade splitting bamboo, then struck him without holding anything back. Its terrifying power sent him flying a thousand feet, making him vomit blood.
The sight left all the World Walkers present dumbstruck.
A single sword, with a single strand of Sword Qi,