However, Qin Feng remained elegant and graceful, while the pirate's vortex was booming like a boundless abyss, unfathomable.
"Prosperity"
A loud noise, red light pierced into the Sword Dao vortex, until it completely disappeared. At this moment, a powerful scorpion fiercely smashed into the boundless sea, roaring its attack, but suddenly halted.
"Liao"
In the pirate's vortex, a long sword lost its spiritual support and flew out, finally falling to the Earth.
"Hey!"
Shao Yilong, struck by the Sword of the Soul, was affected too. He spat a drop of blood. In his final moments of unconsciousness, he looked at Qin Feng, desperately closing his eyes. He had exerted all his strength and still had the ultimate potential, yet could be defeated!
The broken sword lay quietly in Qin Feng's hand, still rusty, devoid of spirit, everything seemed peaceful.
The entire Tuyuan Mountain peak fell into silence, everyone could feel the heavy breathing.
