Just when Xuan Yi felt an unparalleled sense of danger, Lu Qing's figure had already reappeared in front of him.
Xuan Yi's pupils shrank in an instant.
This time, with his aura multiplied several times, Lu Qing's speed also soared.
Even with his Perfect Innate Realm, he couldn't capture Lu Qing's movement technique.
"Old Monk, embrace death!"
Lu Qing's gaze was icy.
The War Saber in his hand disappeared in an instant.
It was the illusion created by the extreme speed of his saber swing.
"No..."
The extreme speed naturally brought extreme power.
When Lu Qing's saber reappeared in his hand, seen by all,
Xuan Yi's eyes suddenly widened, filled with terror.
The next moment, his body, radiating with golden light, along with the huge golden Buddha light behind him, started to crack from the forehead, spreading throughout his entire body.
His body split in two and slowly parted on each side.
