Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Five consecutive metallic sounds resonated.

Five flying swords were broken on the spot after the Xavion Sword had slashed them. The broken blades emitted a mournful wail and fell one after another.

It was at a breakneck speed.

If one did not listen carefully, he would not hear five sounds inside and thought there was only one sound.

Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!

On the opposite side, five out of the twelve Peak Lords of the Sun Shrine immediately spat blood simultaneously.

The five flying swords that Alex had severed were their natal magical treasures of high quality. Moreover, they had sacrificed their hearts’ blood for refinement and bound them to their souls, so there was a kind of mysterious connection. Now that all the five flying swords had been severed and even the tool spirits within them had been obliterated ruthlessly, they would naturally suffer a backlash.

The backlash’s damage became more severe as the connection between the user