"Clang..."
Oliver Walker's mouth curled into a cold, harsh smile. With a slight movement of his left hand, the Rainbow Sword emitted a crisp and pleasant sound of sword ringing. In an instant, the treasured sword was unsheathed, and his fighting spirit soared, bursting forth, "No way!"
The firm stance made Tristan Carter and the others almost numb with tension!
No one could fathom the source of Oliver Walker's confidence. Did he truly have a way to break through the Ultimate Killing Formation?
Or did he have some useless card up his sleeve?
It was unclear, incomprehensible, and their hearts were filled with panic!
But at this stage, if they did not fight, how could they command respect?
"No way..."
"Then die!"
