A marquis-level weapon shattered just like that?
This terrifying power really made people despair!
After the sword shattered, the enormous force transformed into a mighty pressure, and half of Cole Colbie's body was smashed into the soil by the palm.
King Cole was a little dumbfounded by the slap!
Braydon Neal stood with his hands behind his back.
The eyelids of Luther Carden and the others twitched slightly, but none of them said a word.
"I won, so you have to listen to me!" Braydon smiled.
"Lend me the Northern King sword for two days!" Cole threw away the bare hilt, not feeling the slightest heartache for his sword.
This was not the first sword that Braydon had broken.
From the time Braydon was eleven, he had shattered almost twenty swords!
