Sunset!
Using this sword again now, its power is vastly different from before.
Seeing this horrifying scene, Zuo Xiu's expression was one of extreme surprise.
He never expected that this stranger would be so powerful.
Could it be that the other party is Chu Mo, who defeated Junior Brother Leng?
Hehe, that's interesting.
But that's all!
Without a second thought, Zuo Xiu also raised his hand and unleashed a sword strike, graceful and casual.
A massive, exquisitely crafted silver sword appeared out of thin air and slashed fiercely at Chu Mo's sword light, like a giant whale swinging its tail.
The air around the sword trembled violently the moment it appeared.
The stalls within a hundred-meter radius of the two people were instantly crushed to pieces.
Some wooden houses collapsed suddenly, raising clouds of dust.
"Junior Brother Chu, can he do it?"
The disciples of the Qingcang Immortal Sect all became uneasy, and some even cried out in alarm.
After all, the other party is the number one genius of Batian Sect, a mid-level Golden Core cultivator!
Jiang Wanqing's face turned deathly pale. Ignoring her disheveled hair, she anxiously asked:
"Second Elder, you said Chu Mo can win..."
boom……
Before Murong Jingde could answer, the first clash between the two had already taken place.
Both of them stood still, not moving an inch, not even a strand of hair was disheveled.
But the once neat and clean streets are now a mess.
A deep chasm appeared in the street between the two.
It was as if someone had torn a long and deep hole in the earth, two or three meters deep, with the soil being horribly turned upside down on both sides.
The moment the first strike ended, the two attacked again almost simultaneously.
Sword beams suddenly clashed in the sky.
Like lightning during a thunderstorm, it raged wildly across the land, its power shaking the heavens.
Many cultivators stood at a distance, discussing the matter with shocked expressions.
"Who is that person? How could he possibly fight Zuo Xiu to a standstill?"
"They seem to be disciples of the Qingcang Immortal Sect, but their faces are so unfamiliar."
"Could it be that Yun Feiyang has returned? But he doesn't look like him."
"That's Yun Feiyang. I never imagined the Qingcang Immortal Sect would have such a genius."
Meanwhile, some shop owners stood further away with long faces, sighing and complaining.
Their only hope was that the city lord's mansion could help them recover their losses.
"Stop it, all of you!"
A furious shout came from afar.
As soon as he finished speaking, a burly figure appeared on the scene.
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