The entire sky shuddered; without a doubt, the current sword strike had nearly reached the realm of a Saint. Even when facing that terrifying Saint realm strong adversary, it held the power to battle. The Third Saint, although once a Saint, was no longer in the Saint realm at this moment, thus facing this sword strike, he was undoubtedly doomed!
The sword light crushed down directly, layer by layer peeling away his mountain-like white wings, which then began to fracture incessantly. His terrifying wings, which he was proud of, soon got directly annihilated.
"Ah, I'm not willing, not willing!" He roared incessantly, struggling bitterly. But at this time, everything was in vain. The sword light pierced through him, and his entire body turned to dust. The absolute defense of the Third Saint finally succumbed to death under the joint attack of his senior brothers.
