บท 3688: Fierce Battle

Clang!

Jian Wushuang moved his body, and the sound of metal clashing rang out of nowhere.

As if the heaven and earth had just opened and was being torn apart, the sword essence that Jian Wushuang burst out instantly swept across the nine heavens.

The terrifying aura and the shocking sword essence swept in all directions, causing the expressions of the three masters of the Saint Realm to change.

Even the three Masters of the Devil Cloud Star were stunned.

"Heavenly Sword Marquis, you are too arrogant." The white-haired elder said with a hint of anger.

"Die." The tall man took a step forward and directly rushed toward Jian Wushuang.

Whoosh!

A dazzling silver light suddenly flashed.

The silver claw formed by the tall man's right hand easily tore the space apart like a blade.

As the air trembled, the silver claw rushed toward Jian Wushuang's chest at lightning speed.