Apollo Set
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At that moment, all anyone could see was the image of Han Sen thrusting a blade forward. Every object in the universe seemed to be releasing a knife light. They all followed the will of Han Sen's blade, pulling together into a barrage of knife lights that covered the sky and the ground. They were all coming together around Shale, who looked like a demonic lion.
Not even an elite like Shale could block knife lights that appeared to have been generated by everything in the universe. The demonic lion surged toward Han Sen, determined to push through the tide of knife lights. He was breaking through the rush of attacks like a dam against a flood.
"Impossible... Shale cannot lose a fight like this... No, no, no!" Liyu Zhen and Li Xue Cheng's jaws were clenched and their nostrils flared. And then, their mouths fell open. They were too stunned by the sight before them to even make a noise. In their hearts, however, torrential tears of sadness were coming down.