The Sky Spirit weapon had already transcended the typical meaning of weapon grades; its power was terrifying.
With a few swipes of the sword, the black bands in front of him fluttered in the air like shredded paper. This sight left the two fellows dumbfounded.
"Big brother, what on earth is going on? He can actually sever our soul strips so effortlessly!" LaoEr exclaimed.
"How the hell should I know, it's damn confusing." The elder brother scolded angrily.
"Brother, should we just retreat for now?"
"How can you call it retreating, it's a strategic withdrawal, understand?"
"Brother is so mighty!"
"LaoEr, let's get out of here."
After their idiotic conversation ended, they looked at Jiang Xiaobai with an expression of annoyance.
Then they saw the two men's black bands wildly dancing in the sky. By the time it all ended, the dim-witted brothers had disappeared, and Jiang Xiaobai, even with his divine consciousness fully spread, could not sense them.
