"Hand knife?"
The Xia family elder who was wearing golden armor and holding a black spear was stunned.
His eyes were filled with shock.
The weapon he was using was an ancestral god weapon personally crafted by the Xia clan's ancestral gods. How could this fellow be so arrogant as to receive it with a single chop?
The corners of his lips lifted, and he was about to sneer.
However, at this moment, the hand blade arrived and collided with the tip of his spear.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing suddenly exploded.
At the center of the collision, a burst of extremely dense divine light suddenly exploded and swallowed his vision.
Then, he felt a terrifying force coming back from his spear. His hand trembled and he almost lost his grip on the spear.
He grunted, and his body flew backward as if he had been hit by a heavy blow.
"This ..."
His mind went blank and buzzed.
