As Murong Chuxue's sword move emerged, the very space itself seemed as if it would shatter.
Compared to Ye Haoyu's Dragon Sweep Eight Desolates, Murong Chuxue's momentum was even more astonishing.
At this time, the energy shield invoked by Murong Chuxue looked particularly vast, enormous, and terrifying.
"Sword Swinging Four Directions!"
"Sword Swinging Four Directions!"
"Sword Swinging Four Directions!"
"Sword Swinging Four Directions!"
These words continuously spilled out of Murong Chuxue's mouth.
Subsequently, as Murong Chuxue's aura ascended, that sword light converged, forming, in combination with the energy shield, a terrifying energy presence.
"You... Murong Chuxue, do you really want to fight me to the death? You even resorted to such an ultimate technique."
Ye Haoyu's gaze turned exceptionally shocked and trembled, a deep fear beginning to take root in his heart.
If previously Ye Haoyu believed he could kill Murong Chuxue, now he thought it was nothing but a joke.
