Yang Fei had never practiced the Sword Control Technique of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. This time, the flying sword shot straight out, propelled entirely by Dragon Elephant Strength, overwhelming and unstoppable, with the power of thunder.
The Eight Great Sword Cultivators were all startled and changed color, each quickly evading.
In that moment, the formation scattered, each person forced by Yang Fei's sword to fight individually.
Before the Mysterious Light Mirror, both Ning Lang and Zhang Zhengde were astonished.
Yang Fei's strike seemed reckless, yet it was the best Dharma Door for breaking the formation.
Zhang Zhengde's face became increasingly grave.
Originally, he looked down on this civilian loose cultivator, but now he had to admit it.
The loose cultivator from Yinxue Tower before him was already his greatest opponent.
At this moment, Yang Fei spread his wings, his form swift as the stars, surprisingly catching up with his own Zixiao Sword.
