Su Yuanxiu's figure flashed, turned into a black mist, and rolled towards Tang Renshen.

Tang Renshen had just stopped, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

I saw that black mist, directly passing through the golden giant sword.

Tang Renshen's natal flying sword was completely shattered!

Countless golden fragments, wrapped together in the black mist.

The surrounding sword qi also gathered towards the black mist.

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