Just as Gu Lang knocked down every sword and blade that Ding Fan shot towards him, a playful glint flashed across Ding Fan's eyes. He slightly curved his lips and then raised the Iron Sword in his hand fiercely.
As Ding Fan lifted the Iron Sword high, Sword Qi erupted from it in an instant, soaring up to the sky and rushing towards the Formation composed of eighteen swords in the sky.
Upon seeing this, Gu Lang's eyes instantly flashed with a hint of panic, his mouth slightly agape, and he anxiously said:
"No!"
Before Gu Lang could finish speaking, the fierce Sword Qi that burst from Ding Fan's hand struck the Formation hard. The sound of shattering glass seemed to come from the sky, as if the Sword Qi Ding Fan released had pierced through the heavens.
At this moment, Gu Lang could clearly see the Formation of eighteen swords in the sky beginning to shatter bit by bit. As he watched the slowly appearing fragments, his heart clenched violently.
