CRACK!
BANG!
The two sides clashed and collided.
Xu Qing's sword met Hong Dingtian's saber. Neither side used any fancy moves or Divine Techniques; it was a pure clash of Power.
Indeed.
Xu Qing wasn't a Sword Cultivator in the purest sense, but the Mighty Power of the items and tools he wielded was simply too immense. When all their powers combined, even an ordinary Perfect Array Realm expert would likely not be his match.
BANG BANG BANG!!!
And so,
Hong Dingtian was defeated.
The light from his saber shattered, cracking and splintering into countless fragments before exploding into a shower of brilliance that filled the sky.
A flash of Sword Light shot past.
It pierced through Hong Dingtian's body.
PFFT!
Drawing a spray of crimson blood.
"You..."
The scene froze.
The terrifying aura surrounding Hong Dingtian began to dissipate, and the black True Dragon condensed from Military Evil Qi slowly faded away...
The stench of death enveloped Hong Dingtian.
"You have lost."
