C1067 Soul Attack!
"Condense!" Wu Xiaoming roared angrily.
All the flying swords instantly gathered together. In the blink of an eye, a huge sword that was emitting an endless sword aura appeared in Wu Xiaoming's hand.
"Open!"
The huge sword was like a ray of light as it instantly cut through the void. A spatial crack appeared in midair.
"Disperse!"
The huge sword instantly split into countless flying swords
