Wen Qingye tilted his head back, his expression calm as he gazed up at Hua Du, who stood upon the air. He swung Bladeless in his hand once more, and a Sword Aura burst forth.
Seeing Wen Qingye casually swing out a golden Sword Aura, Hua Du's expression hardened. With a cold snort, he stomped through the air and kicked directly at Wen Qingye's Sword Aura.
BANG!
Hua Du's kick shattered Wen Qingye's Sword Aura. But just as he did, another monstrous Sword Aura surged up from below. This one carried an incomparably powerful force, whistling as it tore through the air.
"Second Form of the Sword Emperor Technique! Myriad Fall in Judgment!"
"Myriad fall in..."
"Myriad..."
In truth, Wen Qingye had channeled this attack through his Emperor-grade High-level sword, Bladeless. With his current strength alone, producing such a display of power would have been impossible.
"Endless Charm!"
