The Sword Demon squinted his eyes and found that the dense light was rushing toward his position at lightning speed, like thousands of arrows, containing a mysterious curse power.
"Curse of the Gods"
The Sword Demon moved freely. He dodged the dense light in what seemed like a light with no blind spots. A sharp sword split it open. This blade's light was as fast as thunder and lightning. It was explosively violent.
Meanwhile, Lin Chen also soared with sword strikes and runes. Underneath this sword, a spatial rift like a river appeared. It seemed that nothing could remain whole under this sword.
"This sword is too ancient."
Lin Chen severed the Sword Demon's sword light. Although the Sword Demon ran quickly, he was still wounded by Lin Chen. There were sword marks on his clothes, and every drop of blood flowed.
