But no one present had ever seen it, so they remained skeptical.

Hun Yi's expression gradually became gloomy, and the moment he raised his head, a dark sword light suddenly bloomed. The Wu Hun Sword entered its second stage, and the dark sword appeared in his hand.

The crowd's eyes were completely trembling, but they didn't want to miss any detail.

"Strength Martial Spirit!"

Another kind of martial soul power quietly emerged in Hun Yi's body, but Hun Yi poured all the power of the martial soul into his legs and hands.

At that moment, on the battle platform of Wangyue Pavilion, a shocking wave of energy erupted from Hun Yi's feet.

"What is he doing?" The crowd looked at Hun Yi's actions with confusion.

Ling Yi knew what he wanted to do. It was a skill that the main body used to use. But what would happen if it exploded under the increased strength of the martial soul? Even Ling Yi couldn't predict what would happen.

At the moment when the crowd's eyes widened, the magical skill that once symbolized the number one person in Tianzong, Chen Tian, ​​reappeared!

Like a bright light like a shooting star, he drew his sword against the wind, swirled across the sky, and cold stars suddenly appeared. The atmosphere around him changed completely. When the sword light cut through the void, it was dyed with a bloody color.

No one saw clearly how the young man drew his sword. When they came to their senses, Zuo Qing had a hideous blood mark on his chest!
Chapter completed!