However, just at the moment when the sword left the sheath!
A chilling annihilation aura exploded, sending shivers through the soul!
The air in the entire area was suddenly drained!
The light became dim and distorted!
Only that seemingly ordinary ancient sword became the center of annihilation!
"Annihilation · No Return!"
Jing Wuya's gaze was icy, and his figure instantly transformed into a blurred afterimage!
Moving at a speed beyond the limits of the naked eye!
It was as if he had merged with that annihilating sword intent.
A grey sword aura, honed to the extreme, seemingly capable of slicing through everything, silently yet with a destructive will, crossed a hundred meters in an instant and appeared before Fang Qingyu!
Where the sword aura passed, the air emitted a faint moan.
Leaving a long-lasting dark grey trace!
Fast! Strange! Absolute!
This sword embodied his ultimate understanding of the True Meaning of Wind!
