This sword, unstoppable as bamboo splitting under an axe.
The black light on the sword is the Seven Killings Sword Light.
Xiao Yi, being a Sword Cultivator himself, naturally could see the power of this sword at a glance.
He retreated step by step, and a large cloud of poisonous mist formed in front of him.
However, the Seven Killings Sword, like an unstoppable force, pressed forward, still unhindered by the layers of poisonous mist, not stopping the Sword Edge in the slightest.
As Xiao Yi retreated continuously, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Ten Thousand Poison Hand."
The Poison Power within him erupted instantly.
A palm struck out, colliding heavily with the Seven Killings Sword.
Clang...
The unstoppable momentum of the Seven Killings Sword was instantly blocked.
The sword tip thrust heavily into Xiao Yi's palm.
Xiao Yi felt a burst of pain, but the sword tip could not pierce through his palm.
Though the Seven Killings Sword is strong, with an incredibly sharp edge,
