Sun Wutian forcibly suppressed his vomiting, and suddenly, the blade's edge turned, with a loud boom, a burst of Sword Aura surged up.
The sun's brilliance shone in myriad directions, instantly illuminating the Hen Tian Blade, whose blade edge suddenly turned and reflected, crazily refracting. A mountain of swords formed abruptly, countless purple hues, radiating explosively from the mountain of swords!
At this moment, Sun Wutian himself was the sun!
It was the power of the world!
The power of the great day!
The rays of light rose slowly, as six individuals simultaneously felt their eyes pricked like needles, making it impossible to see, so in great shock, they stepped back together.
Sun Wutian laughed wildly, and with a boom, he struck the man who had lost an arm, sending him flying a hundred yards away, then took the opportunity to escape!
How could the six people be willing to let their prey slip away after it was already in hand?
