Battle to the Point of Madness

One Sword Frosts Nineteen Continents. Thousands of Devil Race members instantly turned into withered bones.

The Devil army, which had been raging with arrogance, fell completely silent. Their footsteps seemed filled with lead, and none dared take even half a step beyond the line.

The Six-Winged Blood Demon's gaze was icy. He circulated his blood energy, slowly melting away the frost covering his body, and said coldly, "rumors say he has only just entered the Half-Immortal Realm. How can he possess such battle prowess?"

When experts clashed, a single move was enough to reveal the truth.

He had just used his extreme speed to evade the Sword Qi, yet he had still been wounded by the extremely cold Sword Intent. Frost had condensed on his wings, and his blood energy had stagnated.

Both were in the Half-Immortal Realm, yet the might Gu Hanzhou displayed was far more formidable than Qi Yuan's. It truly defied common sense.

Lord Jin stood in midair, his pair of demonic pupils like two blood suns, firmly locking onto that aged figure.

"It's his foundation."

His tone was calm, carrying an unquestionable certainty. "Although he possesses only thirty-five Immortal Principles, they are equivalent to the fifty Principles of an ordinary person. Combined with the frosty Sword Qi of that old Lone Swan, his battle prowess is already comparable to a peak Half-Immortal."

The sword path was inherently a road of ultimate slaughter, and it was difficult to find an equal opponent in the same realm.

Gu Hanzhou had endured for a hundred thousand years, broken through only to rise again, and polished his Dao Foundation to the utmost limit. That was why he could display such astonishing, heaven-shaking power.

"Back then, when you attacked the Lone Swan Sword Sect, you had a part in it as