Thirteen years ago, a first-level disciple like Leng Wu could easily crush him and defeat him by relying on the insights of Tao, and he could not even walk through his hand.

But today, thirteen years later, disciples at the level of Leng Wu are no longer qualified and are taken seriously by him.

"Junior Brother Leng Wu, is your strength only like this?" Su Xin suddenly spoke.

"What does it mean?" Leng Wu's face darkened.

"Since that's the case, I don't need to continue playing with you anymore." Su Xin said.

"Fun? You just fought with me, but you were just playing?" Leng Wu couldn't help but be furious.

Su Xin was too lazy to explain again, and he had already taken another step.

The dazzling void instantly crossed, and the divine sword in his hand pierced out straight out, still so natural that it could not find any flaws.

The moment the magic sword stabbed out, a vast world path burst out violently.

It was like a brand new and complete world descending out of thin air in this battle space.

And the sword he stabbed has become the absolute core of this world.

The endless way of the world is integrated into this sword, and the sword technique and the surrounding world are like a whole, creating a special, mysterious artistic conception.

"World Sword Intention?"

Leng Wu watched the sword light stab, feeling the special artistic conception contained in the sword light, but his expression suddenly changed.

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Chapter completed!