The Black Rainbow shattered.
Tan Jianfeng grunted and took a few steps back in the air.
He had no problem taking one of Fu Yi's attacks head-on, but the difference was simply too great if he had the power of a two-seal Dao weapon.
Just as he was being pushed back.
The blade energy had already slashed down.
Fu Yi took a step back, his long sword chopping down instead of stabbing at the blade Chi.
The two collided.
The blade energy shattered in an instant.
Just as the biting cold wind spread, Qian shanxue's main body had already fallen.
The most powerful part of the three-seal Dao weapon was not its ability to control the power of heaven and earth, but its own sharpness.
The sword and saber clashed.
The sect-guarding Dao weapon of the celestial form sect let out a sad cry as if it had been attacked by something terrifying. Fu Yi's body trembled as his qi and blood churned.
In the next instant.