He just pulled out the mourning stick and smashed it towards the mandala blade sharpening discs.

"Bang bang bang!"

Mud sounds echoed in the sky.

It was accompanied by a surging holy power collision, which was violently like a storm, washing around like a storm.

This was hit by the mourning stick, and powerful holy power was escaping from the sword magic sword style.

The Drinking Saint Sword is originally an evil-repelling sword, which swallows ghosts and devours the holy, and is famous in the strange world.

The holy power contained in it is endless.

At this time, I met the mourning stick, and the dispersed holy power was like a wave.

It also contains a lot of blue and red lifeless power, which together impacted the Wansheng Tower.

"Nine Sword Drawing Styles, Second Style!"

I saw the mandala blades and sharpening discs being smashed to dissipate.

The Demon of Sword was not annoyed. He glanced at the Wansheng Tower and instead showed an unfathomable smile.

Slowly swing the second move again!

The horizontal knife turns into a vertical cut, one is divided into two, two is divided into four...

It eventually turned into billions of hands, carrying billions of pounds of power, and fell down!
Chapter completed!