Wherever the blade passes, there is nothingness.

Just like this, an ordinary sword struck across the sky and landed on Chen Yiming's remaining ten immortal talismans.

The moment he cut it off, Chen Yiming's body trembled violently. The blood in his body had dried up, and he just stood there relying on his will.

"I'm not willing to give in. I'm really not willing to give in. How could I lose to this little fairyland?"

Chen Yiming was hysterical and let out a heart-rending roar. He was unwilling, aggrieved, and angry...

Various emotions gathered together, but could not reverse any situation, and the Guiyuan Sword fell brazenly.

"collapse!"

The blood talismans in the void exploded one after another. Before the power of the blood talismans began, they were already dead and were ruthlessly destroyed by Liu Wuxie.

Until the last immortal talisman exploded, everyone knew that Liu Wuxie had won this battle.

No one cheered, no one laughed, no one mocked, no one despised...

The entire Fengshen Platform could hear a needle drop, and everyone even forgot to breathe.

Liu Wuxie won, and he won very easily. Many people's thoughts were still stuck on the moment before the battle.

After about three breaths passed, the disciples of Baguio Palace looked up to the sky and roared, venting the anger in their hearts.
Chapter completed!