Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Cold Sword Immortal Sect one by one returned to their senses from shock, their eyes shining brightly with excitement. If they could slay a true dragon, the benefits would be enormous indeed.,But when he touched the dragon claw, not even a scratch was made, the sword light shattered, and under the immense recoil, Sang Jueying flew backward like a cannonball, crashing down a mountain peak.,She didn't even have a chance to draw her sword before being cleaved in half by a single strike, her primordial spirit crushed to dust along with her body.。