The black-robed Grand Evolution Immortal, who had a face like a skeleton, looked at Jian Wushuang, who was walking toward him with a sword, with his dark red eyes. The corners of his mouth curled up into a cold smile.
A puny little Yan Immortal wanted to fight against a Grand Yan Immortal, it was simply laughable, he was overestimating himself!
"I'll count to three. If you retreat, I'll let you live. If you insist on advancing, you can all stay here!" He shouted coldly, "One!"
Before he could finish his sentence, a sky-piercing sword light slashed down at him.
The sword light expanded a million feet in the wind and devoured it in an instant.
The black-robed Grand Yan Immortal's expression changed, and he hurriedly extended his skinny palm to release his Yan energy to offset it.
Jian Wushuang, who had started this, arrived quietly at this moment. He raised the Invisible Sword in his hand and slashed down again.