It was a sword shot from the sky.
Different from normal swords.
It was a spirit sword.
Apart from Master Thomas, John Lopez couldn't think of anyone else who could have such a great ability to control the spirit sword to kill a person across thousands of miles.
"You old trash, a sneak attack?"
John Lopez was alert at the first moment, and he didn't care about hiding. He waved the Excalibur in his hand, and resisted the stabbing spirit sword.
But the next second.
John Lopez trembled all over, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
Click click click!
The Excalibur in his hand was actually shattered?!
And the reason for the shattering was not because of the spirit sword that was shot.
Before coming into contact with the spirit sword, the Excalibur completely fell apart for some reason.
At the same time.