He hadn't entered the saint realm, but it wasn't difficult to kill a saint.
Swoosh!
A white light appeared around Trevon Neal's body, and white wings grew out of his small body.
Eight pairs, sixteen wings!
"What?"
Manluka was shocked.
He naturally recognized the white wings.
The symbol of the Foreman lineage!
Sixteen innate wings.
What kind of talent is this!
What was even more shocking was that Trevon blocked the bone club with one hand.
He spread his small hands and raised the sky to fight.
The bone club seemed to have encountered the strongest obstacle.
In the next second, what was even more shocking was that…
Crack!
Trevon exerted a slight force and broke the bone club.
"What?" Manluka asked in disbelief.
"You're too weak!"
After Trevon finished speaking seriously, his small body turned into a stream of light, and he threw a punch toward Manluka.
