The nine Chaos Flags were cut in half, completely turning into nothingness.
The formation imprisoning Lin Xuan was also broken in an instant.
Without the threat of the Chaos Formation, Lin Xuan snorted coldly, holding the Slaughter Sword, his whole body like a stream of light rushing forward.
Very quickly, he arrived in front of the powerful middle-aged man.
The Demon Sword dripped blood and swiftly slashed down.
The powerful middle-aged man's face turned pale, feeling the terrifying killing aura emanating from the Demon Sword.
The next moment, he roared in fury, a Chaos Light bursting from within his body, rapidly condensing before him.
Bang!
The Chaos Light transformed into a figure identical to himself, shielding him from the astounding sword strike.
He himself retreated rapidly, countless radiances bursting from within, pulling him to a safe distance.
Pfft!
The Nine Nether Demon Sword descended, slicing apart the figure formed by the Chaos Light.
