Why couldn't he be stronger?
At this moment, everyone remembered the name of an ancient Army, the heaven battling Army!
It was an Army that would still swing its sword to cut down the heavens even after countless years.
Li Hao looked at the sky in a daze. He looked at the sword, the sword of the silver-tier expert, and the sword of the black-armored warrior ...
He couldn't see the ancestor's sword clearly, and it felt very far away.
But at this moment, he seemed to understand the swords of these people.
There seemed to be a force!
Pressing forward with indomitable will!
This was how a sword should be used.
The sword that could cut the heavens and cut him was still far away from Li Hao, and the sword in front of him was perhaps ... What he should be pursuing.
Li Hao even felt that the black Phoenix's attack was stronger than his.
That was a sword that truly killed!
A murderous aura, a bloody aura.
