"You dare harm my clan brother, you deserve a thousand deaths!"
Luo Qing shouted furiously.
He reached out into the void, and a golden Heavenly Sword appeared in his hand.
This sword gathered numerous divine radiances, carrying an unparalleled sharpness capable of cleaving everything.
"Swish!"
The Heavenly Sword sliced down directly.
At this moment.
The void of Wuxiang Mountain was completely torn apart.
The golden blade, carrying endless Sword Qi, swept across the void.
In the sky at ten thousand feet, there was a radiant Sword Qi a thousand feet long, incredibly bright, as if a Heavenly God was cutting down.
The power of one sword changed the color of the heavens and the earth.
Even many Heavenly Monarchs were horrified.
Everyone instinctively felt that there was absolutely no way to avoid this sword; if it were aimed at them, they would either die or be injured.
