Boom!!
The power unleashed by Xu Zhoudong was like a tremendously terrifying and violent energy, exploding directly in the air.
Yet, facing such a situation, not a hint of change could be seen on the exquisitely beautiful face of Murong Chuxue.
Utterly indifferent and icy cold!
In the blink of an eye, her jade-like hand moved slightly, and the sharp Spirit Sword in her hand, along with its sheath, shot out like a beam of light, its speed reaching the extreme, directly colliding with the force from Xu Zhoudong.
Bang!!
Accompanied by a particularly grating crash, everyone felt as if their eardrums were about to burst.
Furthermore, there was a very oppressive and heavy aura, rippling through the air.
Such incredible power!
And when everyone looked at Xu Zhoudong, they saw him collapse to the ground as if a mountain weighed down on him, suddenly kneeling.
His knees sunk deeply into the ground, almost as if the earth beneath him cracked, leaving a deep fissure.
