The might of Heaven and Earth is beyond human reach.
Under the thunderbolt, all are mere ants.
The Sword Qi descended, causing the ground to rumble continuously, not stopping for a long time.
Dust swirled, filling the sky.
Wuqu Bai Tu was brimming with battle intent, his long hair dancing wildly, as he unleashed his Thunder Strike with all his might, making everyone on the field hold their breath.
Even the top talents couldn't help but feel admiration.
They thought to themselves that Bai Tu hadn't wasted this past year; his cultivation and swordsmanship were a hundred times stronger than before.
In the eyes of the astonished and impressed onlookers, Long Fei drew his sword, and softly exclaimed, "I have a sword to cut down the world's heroes!"
The same sword technique, also manifested a Thunder Sword in mid-air, cleaving towards Bai Tu's rising Thunder Sword.
With a buzzing sound, the heavens and earth roared.
The void trembled, and the wild wind howled.
