Wei Wuque nodded slightly, feeling admiration in his heart.
Facing two opponents alone, he still displayed an invincible bearing. Chen Yuan gazed at them and said lightly,
"You have made your moves, now...it's my turn!"
"Roar!"
The Emperor Slaughter Saber was unsheathed, stretching across the sky. A Dragon Roar accompanied by the saber's ring resonated for thousands of meters. The martial artists below watched with excitement, and Fang Hongtai's face showed a trace of solemnity, his eyes fixed on the Emperor Slaughter Saber.
Bai Changqing's expression was more solemn than ever; Gu He, on the other hand, looked horrified, feeling a terrifying and fierce aura from the mere unsheathing of the saber.
He realized in his heart that he might have a hard time blocking the opponent's saber strike.
Before anyone could think further, Chen Yuan moved. With one step, he crossed dozens of meters and stood in the air above Bai Changqing and Gu He, a flicker of murderous intent in his eyes.
