In the area of the third-grade monster beasts, there was an old forest, and the harsh sound of swords echoed continuously. The sword Qi flew in all directions. Nobody knew how many old trees suffered, and their branches and leaves were destroyed. Even the trunks were cut off.

“Shadow Boxing!”

“Fire Boxing!”

“Destructive Sword!”

“Lightning Sword!”

“Wind-startling Sword!”

The cold voice sounded ...