919 Joint Attack

Xuan Yang stared at Qin Wentian’s full power attack, yet the calmness on his face was calm to the extreme. Beams of light shot out endlessly, and although they were destroyed by Qin Wentian’s gigantic palm, he didn’t feel satisfied in the slightest.

"Bzz!" A transparent spear shot out, born from the ancient mirror. Xuan Yang stretched his hand out and made a grab, holding onto the spear as he stared at Qin Wentian. From the aura he exuded, the spectators could feel the imposingness of the absolute geniuses at the very peak.