If that's the case, things are going to get troublesome.
At this moment, Qingyang had already charged within five meters of Song Yun, his speed far surpassing anyone else present.
"Damn it!"
Song Yun cursed under his breath, not expecting Qingyang to change faces so quickly—still fearful just a moment ago, and suddenly fearless now.
He swung his Black Light Severing Sword towards Qingyang, slashing forward in one motion.
A streak of black Sword Qi shot towards Qingyang, the powerful energy fluctuations seemingly ripping through the void.
Just now, because the distance was so close, the Sword Qi struck two ss-level bodies instantly, and the crowd didn't see it clearly.
Now upon seeing it, the Sword Qi was no different from a cannonball, its power incredibly astonishing.
Seeing the black Sword Qi rushing over, Qingyang snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and he disappeared without a trace.
