The rain on the mountain is about to descend, the winds and rain sway.
A light blue radiance appears on the surface of Ye Xuan's body.
Ten Unification Realm masters, all are ancient elders, their strength is unparalleled, their methods ruthless beyond comparison.
In just an instant…
The ten masters, simultaneously launched their attack.
Ye Xuan laughed uproariously, immediately shouted fiercely, wielding the Black Blade in his hand, he charged towards the ten masters.
"Boom boom boom!"
In just a blink.
Ye Xuan and the ten Unification Realm masters clashed together in an instant.
Sword falls!
Sword rises!
The ferocious unstoppable sound of the sword howling, rising one after another.
The sharp piercing sound of the sword clanging, continuously resounding.
Ten ancient elders.
Three from the Sword Sect of West Yan Mountain.
Three from the Tang Clan of Western Sichuan.
Four from the Shaolin of Qiu Mountain.
Ten invincible warriors, joining forces, to slay one person.
