He raised his withered hand and released a huge fist of vitality to block this attack.
The two collided!
The red blade light broke through the red fist and fell brazenly.
Boom!
With just one slash, a gully of several hundred meters appeared on the ground.
The black-robed old antique shouted in shock, "No!"
As the sword fell, his entire body was split into two halves.
The soul of a conferred pinnacle was broken on Mount Woolas.
Trevor Jansky held the black gold sword and said indifferently, "Second style!"
The first style had already killed the Henderson pinnacle.
Trevor didn't stop. He wanted to kill the thirty or so pinnacles who had surrounded Braydon Neal. He wanted to kill them all.
The Jansky family kept a low profile and did not care about worldly matters.
The premise was that others didn't provoke them!
Instantly, wails echoed throughout the entire mountain.
