At this moment, Wang Xuan was filled with indescribable astonishment, almost blurting out a curse.
But after all, he was a young Venerable with class, and all his exclamations transformed into one sentence: This is what a real man should be.
With a single hand, he could pluck the sun and moon, vanquishing the Void with a laugh.
No matter how mighty you are, how long you've cultivated, how you dominate a clan, how your reputation spreads across the land.
In my hand, it's just a single sword.
The top-notch experts, blowing their own horn, are just items to measure whether my sword is fast enough.
The ancestor of three veins of Immortal Martial Mountain, the Cyan Nether Immortal who once guarded the Hell Realm Gate alone, is indeed formidable!
Gulong and others were terrified; that one who died within a move was a creature equivalent to a human in the Void Realm!
