Ye Qingyu concentrated all his attention, both hands clasping the [Beheading Wind] sword and launching continuous attacks.

The power of the [Human King Sword Mantra] was activated to its peak, with each wave of his sword like an invisible force slashing out, following along the heavy and tough sword body as it swung down at the purple spear.

Ding!DingDingDing!

There was a continuous clang of metals striking each other.

Sparks, like fireworks, momentary burst and ...