"Ding!"
A crisp ring. When that black sword light brought about numerous black waves which swarmed down from above, the spear in his hand instantly turned into numerous shrapnels and dust. Numerous wounds appeared on his body.
When that black wave finally dissipated, Yuanfei couldn't take it anymore. He stumbled backward ten over steps, and his hands were dyed red by fresh blood and slightly trembled. He forcefully rose a mouthful of energy and was able to not fall. Swallowing the mouthful of fresh blood right down.
Then, he looked opposite him with blood-filled eyes. Like he didn't believe that the sword which destroyed heaven and earth was from the hands of that person.
Jueyu was expressionless as he pulled the black colored broadsword back to the front of his body.
"Brother Yuan, you have let me win!"