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This sword, nearly decapitating the Tiger Demon Futu by slashing across its neck, would have severed its head if it hadn't tilted at the last moment.

Tiger Demon Futu's eyes narrowed as it let out a roar, fearlessly charging towards Chen Yi.

Meanwhile, the black gem on its chest dimmed slightly, healing the wounds on its neck completely.

Chen Yi glanced at it once, flipped his wrist, and his figure vanished again.

This time, he no longer focused on the Tiger Demon, but targeted the closest group of Great Demons.

Sword Five Soaring Immortal!

Under the cloak of Silver White Sword Intent, Chen Yi, stepping like an Immortal, produced lotuses with each step.

Yet beneath this beautiful scene lurked the hidden, densely packed intent of Slaughter, ready to strike.

The next moment, as the lotuses blossomed, the Silver White Sword Intent slowly radiated outward like thousands of dazzling lights, stunningly beautiful.