Kapitel 1296: Revisiting the Old Profession, Observing Swords at the Sword Pavilion (4)

Seeing Du Changhai's triumphant look, Zeng Tenghu felt a twinge of jealousy.

"Stop fooling around. Let's settle this quickly," a voice sounded from a distance.

A dark saber beam slashed towards the flying ship.

The saber beam extended for a thousand feet, seemingly intent on tearing the flying boat apart.

At the same time, the immortal light around the bronze-masked old man who was fighting Du Chen turned into a black streamer. He held a long banner in his hand, attracting black demonic light that enveloped Du Chen.

Even a Heaven Realm Nascent Soul realm cultivator could not escape from the demonic light for a moment.

"Clang—"

A longsword on the flying ship was unsheathed.

A flying sword slashed down, blocking the saber beam that was thousands of feet long.

The sword light was cold as it swept away the surrounding demonic light.