HUMMM!
The might of that single punch was tyrannical, making the very void tremble from its impact!
Everyone was stunned. Who would have thought that a Patriarch would be so shameless as to launch a sneak attack, striking Ye Xuan the moment his guard was down?
"Shameless!"
Uttering that single, cold word, Ye Wushuang moved like the wind. A frigid Saber Will blossomed in the void. The crowd felt as if they were in a world of blades, sensing a tyrannical and peerless killing intent.
Get back!
Ye Wushuang roared, raising the Fierce Lion Battle Saber to the sky. It erupted in a brilliant blaze, its raging flames like the Blade of the Fire God, searing the very Firmament.
With a single stride, he jerked his arm and brought it cleaving down. A seven-to-eight-meter-long Flame Giant Saber descended upon Ouyang Badao like a curtain of fire.
