Emperor-Grade Sword (2)

"Illusion Wind, get lost!"

An ethereal and ancient voice sounded. Then, the Wind Lord phantom shot out a tornado.

It whipped towards Dongfang Bufan.

"Ah!"

There was a scream.

Dongfang Bufan's body flew out like a parabola.

His face hit the ground hard and he slid for more than ten meters before stopping.

It left a long bloody mark. The scene was tragic.

Dongfang Bufan actually had no strength to resist a simple attack.

He wondered if the Wind Lord was too strong or if he was too weak.

"This is impossible! He lost in one strike?"

"Ah! Fan Fan, are you alright?"

"What a pity. Is Fan Fan's handsome face going to be disfigured?"

"My heart hurts when he fell. Nothing must happen to Fan Fan!"

The women went over to check on Fan Fan, their faces filled with heartache.

"Sigh! I gave you a chance, but you're useless!"

"Let me deal with it myself!"