Duanmu Yunyang retreated while Zhang Muyun advanced.
"Winter Thunder Shock!"
Zhang Muyun instantly slashed out Nine Swords. The sound of thunder rumbled as nine lightning swords headed toward Duanmu Yunyang.
"World annihilation!"
Duanmu Yunyang roared. A deathly white sword-light soared into the sky as he used all his strength to resist.
After the light had dissipated, Duanmu Yunyang quickly retreated. A deep, bloody gash had appeared on his shoulder.
"Duanmu Yunyang, I've said it before. You're not my match!"
Zhang Muyun's clothes were as white as snow as he stepped forward.
With every step he took, the aura on his body grew stronger.
with their cultivation, as long as they want to, they can break through to the martial Grandmaster realm in the blink of an eye. There will be no bottlenecks in the martial Grandmaster realm, and they can break through all the way. After all, they have accumulated too much.
A powerful silver rank disciple exclaimed.