Qing Yang was furious, and suddenly threw down the True Martial Evil Extermination Sword. The Immortal Sword slipped down, trailing rosy clouds as it fell into the valley.
Qing Yang pulled out his own horns. The horns were like knives, one in front of him, one behind. He squatted with bent knees, looked up to the sky, and shouted: "Jing Hong, come on! Battle with the ancestor, let me witness your so-called Immortal Body!"
The shining lights in the air suddenly paused. The cicada wings behind Jing Hong vibrated and suddenly accelerated, charging towards him!
"Please enlighten me, ancestor!"
Qing Yang roared. His twin knives danced through the air, racing towards Jing Hong!
"Boom!"
