Boom!
Watching the earth-shattering saber, Xuan snorted coldly.
In the next moment, he extended his right hand and slapped out.
Lin Xuan's hand was crystal clear, countless Sword Qi shooting out, transforming into True Dragons, intertwining, rushing forward.
Boom!
The massive hand swiftly collided with the blue Sword Light.
Crack, crack!
The sky was filled with shattering Sword Light.
This slap landed on Chen Yidao's face, sending him flying.
Pfft!
Chen Yidao spat blood, his face swollen.
What?!
The crowd's expressions changed.
Chen Yidao was actually slapped flying; how could this be possible!
He was a Quasi-Saint Child level Heavenly Pride! Exceptionally powerful, rarely meeting an equal at the same level.
But now, like swatting a fly, he was slapped away.
This scene was like a dream!
Is this your strength? It's too weak!
With this little power, you dare come out to boast, truly not knowing the meaning of death! Lin Xuan sneered.
Courting death!
"Kill!"
