Boom——!!!
If motionless, the world remains unchanged; if moved, the heavens lose color and the sun and moon darken.
The most terrifying aspect of a Sword Cultivator is not the Sword Qi, nor the Sword Intent, but the awe-inspiring strike formed by the fusion of Sword Qi and Sword Intent.
Among them, the most fearsome and representative is the comprehension of Sword Intent.
At this moment, Luo Qingchen and Ye Xiaofan seemed transformed into two Divine Swords, with every thought and movement carrying endless Sword Dao Profound Meaning.
Yet neither drew their swords, instead merging their fingers into swords, each pointing at the void directed towards one another.
Suddenly.
Two streams of Formless Sword Intent converged into two Divine Sword Shadows. Though they appeared not far apart, there was quite a distance between them.
The two colorless Sword Shadows, looking like transparent ripples, carried the awe-inspiring Sword Intent towards each other.
