章 910: Han Muye's Sword (3)

However, he was the only one who saw the ninth level of the Sword Pavilion. Even Divine Venerables could not see it at all.

"Sword."

Han Muye murmured, as the long sword in his hand appeared.

"Kill."

He pointed his sword forward, and sword light appeared in the sword tower behind him, transforming into an endless dragon.

The power of the Sword Pavilion was to gather thousands of swords into one.

This was similar to the Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords technique.

The ice wall in front of him could not stop the sword dragon.

The array formation condensed by nearly a hundred experts shattered with a single strike!

"Boom!"

Heaven and earth shook, and the cold light of the shattered ice wall exploded for thousands of miles.

The long dragon roared, bringing with it a sword cry that resounded through the world.