Thousands of Troops Summoned (1)
編輯: Atlas Studios
Boom!
Wang Xuanyi was sent flying. If not for Diao Moye supporting him from behind, he probably wouldn't have been able to stop retreating.
Gruu!
Wang Xuanyi spat out a mouthful of blood. With a soft sound, the Zhanlu Sword in his hand broke in the middle.
Diao Moye's expression changed drastically.
Although the Zhanlu Sword was not a grotto-heaven divine weapon, it was still a connate divine weapon!
Moreover, it was extremely powerful among connate divine weapons.
Now, the Zhanlu Sword had only collided with the other party's so-called dharma treasure a few times before breaking!
It was unbelievable!
Wang Xuanyi's expression was extremely solemn as he stared at the other party's dharma treasure.
At first, he thought that dharma treasure was just a different name for divine weapon.