The sense of danger in Mu Shaoze's heart grew even more intense, his scalp was about to split, and he shouted without hesitation, "Dragon Slaying Sword!!!"
He drove the Dao Instrument Sword, exerting two hundred percent of his strength, and swung his sword horizontally.
Attempting to block.
In a flash of lightning and sparkle of firestone.
Clang!
The two swords touched.
Upon touching,
Extreme glare.
Ear-piercing sharpness.
Inside the entire Martial Battle Arena, almost no one could open their eyes, and no one could hear any sound anymore.
And in that brief moment of blindness and silence.
When all the spectators opened their eyes, they could clearly see that the Dao Instrument Sword in Mu Shaoze's hand was... was... visibly beginning to disintegrate! Turned into dust!
More exaggerated than breaking!
It was simply like a heavy hammer smashing atop tofu!
That... that was a legendary Dao Instrument!
