In an instant of impact, the entire night sky was rumbling. The dazzling blade light and the terrifying heavenly halberd slashed across everyone's vision, like two massive bolts of lightning bursting forth as they frenziedly clashed in high frequency.
Cui Chonghe was shocked at heart; the overwhelming victory he hoped for did not appear. How could an abandoned pawn be so strong? It should be noted, he was participating with a high realm body!
Qin Ming's face was indifferent, black clothes fluttering, the long blade in his hand resembling a terrifying lightning bolt, piercing through heaven and earth, illuminating the heavens.
Every time he swung the blade, it seemed to twist the night sky; the blade edge was unbreakable, flowing with runes, a manifestation of order, seemingly about to slice open the firmament.
Cui Chonghe's anger surged; he was unexpectedly being suppressed. He recklessly utilized Pure Yang Power, fiercely battling, prepared to fight bloodily.
