In the past, no matter how shrewd Meng Zheng was, he would have laughed out loud when he saw his opponent pull out such a plain knife. But at this moment, he could not laugh.
He could sense a vast and mighty intent from this saber. Even his world-destroying saber let out a low, terrifying cry. It was obvious that the quality of this saber was definitely above his world-destroying long saber.
"Grey abyss sword technique, slash!" Ling Chuxi's arm chopped down and a towering sword ray containing the power to split the sky and split the earth appeared out of thin air. The earth trembled under the might of this sword.
"You, you're actually an armament?" Meng Zheng's expression changed.
"Do you really think I know how to use magic?" Ling Chuxi smiled contemptuously.
The real advantage of spells was their speed and distance, but in terms of destructive power, martial arts was still better.