Jian Wushuang's Battle
Editor: Larbre Studio
"Shall we begin?"
At that moment, Zi Dongwang and Xin Zhu looked toward Jian Wushuang.
"Let's not waste time and kill him now," Xin Zhu spoke coldly.
"Of course," Zi Dongwang laughed ruthlessly. He then released thick purple light from the purple gloves that he wore.
"Let's fight," Jian Wushuang giggled and changed his body.
Swoosh! Eighteen shadows appeared at the same time.
"Kill!" Zi Dongwang's eyes glowed with murderous aura and his body moved instantly.
As for Xin Zhu, although he was standing in his original position, he was releasing his Power of Consciousness. In no time, three big headless soldiers formed in front of him.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
As the shadows glowed continuously, Jian Wushuang appeared in front of Zi Dongwang.
"Ninth Heaven Stroke!"
A great amount of sword essence materialized and a Nemesis Sword descended abruptly.