Braydon Neal had just finished speaking.
However, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky!
The lightning bolt was as big as a python, and it was a hundred meters long.
Braydon, who was originally indifferent, suddenly emitted a white light!
Eight pinnacle technique, all unleashed!
He activated the martial arts technique.
Braydon placed his right hand behind his back and raised his left hand, unleashing an even more terrifying martial arts technique.
Martial arts technique, Five Thunder!
Braydon's palm was filled with lightning, and he released it into the sky.
The night was as bright as day.
The two lightning strikes collided, as if the heavens were furious.
"If you're not willing to lend it to me, then I'll have to take it myself!" Braydon said softly.
This light sentence was King Braydon's style.
Taking it himself?
