The Sky-Slicing Sword is a 'First-grade Taoism'.
Zhang Nanfeng has been cultivating this art for three years, and he has managed to barely master it to the Great Success Realm.
Any Taoism art has a power that is astonishing.
This move is practically Zhang Nanfeng's ultimate killing technique.
At this moment, Zhang Nanfeng is thoroughly desperate; even if it means using a cow cleaver on a chicken, he must act.
Qin Chen cannot live!
Otherwise, the one who will die would be him!
Lin Songyun, carrying Tang Haiyao, had already fled a great distance, but as Zhang Nanfeng unleashed the Sky-Slicing Sword, she could still clearly feel the magnitude of its power.
"Not good, this is the Sky-Slicing Sword."
Tang Haiyao, somewhat familiar with Zhang Nanfeng, sensed the power behind them and guessed what move Zhang Nanfeng was wielding.
"Sky-Slicing Sword?"
Lin Songyun looked at Tang Haiyao with eyes filled with inquiry.
Tang Haiyao said, "Sky-Slicing Sword is a kind of Taoism."
What!
