Death of Ye Qingchan (3)
บรรณาธิการ: Henyee Translations
Jian Wudao said indifferently, "The power of the sword is already nothing to me. How can the power of the big sword be compared to a sword? Break…"
Crack!
Starting from the tip of the sword, a crack ran through half of the huge sword.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The giant sword cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye and then exploded.
In the violent sword Qi, a trace of blood oozed out of the corner of Ye Tianren's mouth.
"Hiss!"
Someone exclaimed, "How is it possible? He broke it with one hand?"
Someone was shocked. "Is… Is Jian Wudao so strong?"
"So strong. This is simply not the power of the Sky Opening Realm."
Everyone was amazed, but Ye Tianren was still arrogant and didn't feel defeated at all because of the collapse of this sword.
"The second sword, Sword out, Infinity."
Sword Qi surged out of Ye Tian's body. He pushed his hands forward, and a three-inch-long sword emerged from the center of his palms.