The Power of Saint Spell
Editor: Larbre Studio
Boom!
The deafening noise was heard from afar, followed by a strong blast of the wind which ripped the Divine Tornado Formation into shreds.
With a strong quake of the earth, seven snow mountains, which were fragile like seven sand mounds, fell down in a row to spread on the ground.
Zhang Ruochen walked out of the snowy wind and stood in midair, giving out forbidding power as a blood dragon wound around his body. His black eyes stared disdainfully at Mei Lanzhu and the four Banner Lords.
"How's it possible?" Banner Lord Qifeng found it hard to believe.
Bang!
Attacked by the air wave, Banner Lord Qifeng was thrown backwards to crash into a snow mountain's icy cliff, smashing it into pieces.
Banner Lord Qifeng was just a master in Battle Formation, so his body was rather weak. Suffering from such a crash, his head was hurt and body destroyed. He was soaked in blood and passed out.