After saying that, the Oculus Blade immediately shone brightly, frantically absorbing the rules of the swordsmanship.
In just a few breaths, infinite power gathered on the Oculus Blade, exuding a terrifying aura that made the entire space within a hundred miles tremble.
At this moment, Severin was like an ancient sword cultivator who came from ancient times, with a rainbow-like aura and full of swordwill. He was like an immortal sword unsheathed. The space collapsed in front of him, the earth cracked in front of him, and the sun, moon and stars were not as dazzling as him at this moment.
James, who had already fought Willette, changed his expression slightly after sensing this terrifying swordwill.
"Is, is this the power of swordsmanship?"
"This boy has actually made it into the realm of sword master!!"
James looked at Severin with shock on his face. Even though he was more than ten miles away, he could still feel the sharp sword energy sweeping towards him, making his skin ache.
"Hmph, you dare to be distracted while fighting with me!"
Realizing that James was distracted, Willette raised his hand and struck him with a fist as bright as the red sun, instantly knocking him into the void.
At the same time, John on the other hand, suddenly felt a bad feeling as he saw Severin whose aura changed drastically. Before he could react, he saw Severin gently waving the Oculus Blade.
Immediately afterwards, a ray of golden sword beam struck out from the void. This sword beam was about a hundred feet long, but the power in it was as though it came from the eternal river of time. It was filled with killing intent, as if nothing in the world could stop it!
When John saw this, his expression changed drastically. Even though he was a cultivator of the supreme paragon, when facing this incoming sword beam, he still felt a numb scalp and his soul was trembling. Especially when he felt the chills down his spine, and dense goosebumps appeared all over his body.
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