With a sword coming out, all the magical powers in the world seemed to have disappeared.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"

Bai Ye and others noticed the danger and didn't care about the battle souls anymore. They retreated one after another, for fear of being hurt by the remaining power of the sword.

Swish.

The golden sword light tore dozens of battle souls apart.

"This sword depends on how you block it!"

The sword soul shouted softly, disappeared instantly, and merged into the power of this sword.

The old man on the stone wall looked at the dazzling sword light and his face changed wildly.

At this moment, he had an illusion, as if he was not facing Xiao Chen, but... Emperor Xuanyuan!

Although he is also one of the ancient powerful people, no matter how awesome he is, he cannot compete with the Three Emperors!

"impossible!"

The old man yelled, trying to return to the stone wall, but found that he could not do it at all.

He was locked by this sword!

When the sword light broke through the void and came closer in a blink of an eye, the old man felt cold all over his body, and even his soul was unstable, with signs of collapse.

Just as this thought changed, his figure disappeared into the sword light.

Click.

The stone walls shattered and turned into gravel and splashed around.

Those magical powers also disappeared in this moment.

Rumble.

The stone wall completely collapsed, and even a sword mark that was dozens of meters long appeared on the mountain.

"This sword seems to be stronger than the last sword?"

Xiao Chen looked at the ruins in front of him and was frightened.

He looked carefully and his spiritual sense swept out... The thin old man disappeared without a trace of breath.
Chapter completed!