“Boom! Boom!”
“Boom! Boom!”
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
A spatial sword attacked the challenging Saint Son.
The Saint Son’s expression changed drastically. He waved the Sword of darkness in his hand and resisted continuously.
However, as he resisted, his body was repelled and repelled continuously!
He had to retreat for a long distance before he could barely withstand Wang Xian’s casual attack!
“This... what a powerful attack!”
When the holy son saw that the spatial sword in front of him had disappeared, he had a grave expression on his face.
“With your strength, you won’t only be ranked ninth. You can fight for the top five or six spots!”
He couldn’t help but speak to Wang Xian again.
“Hehe, it’s good enough to be ranked in the top ten. I don’t expect too much!”
Wang Xian smiled and replied!
His words caused the face of the saint son to turn dark.
