C1087 The Might of the Black Sword!

*Crack!*

A chilling force of ice, coupled with a fearsome sword power, swept through the arena like a cataclysmic storm, indiscriminately cutting down everything in its path.

This indomitable power shredded every trace of sword intent that permeated the air, obliterating Ying Huajian's defenses as effortlessly as a whirlwind snapping dead branches!

"What?" Ying Huajian's pupils quivered