One can only blame oneself, for one's own strength is still too weak. If he were now a Purple Mansion Immortal, not only would that King of Harasser not dare provoke him, but even when faced with this earth-shattering Sword Light, he would be utterly fearless.
Just as the Dual-Color Flying Sword approached that thick Sword Light, a voice suddenly sounded, "Such a precious Magic Treasure, you can't just waste it like this."
As the voice echoed, with a whoosh, a mighty wind suddenly blew up, powerful and fierce, as if condensed from a category twelve typhoon. The gust of wind swiftly swept over that water-cylinder thick earth-shattering Sword Light and violently hurled it back.
Boom!!
The thick Sword Light reversed direction and surged towards the Small Thousand Sword Formation, which consisted of a thousand Formation creators.
