Su Xingchen was suspended in mid-air like a god in the dust, majestic, staring at Wang Chao coldly, with a commanding tone in his voice.
It seemed that he could control Wang Chao's life and death at any time.
Wang Chao stood on the ground, just looking at Su Xingchen quietly, and said coldly: "Do you think you can kill me if you have the sixth level of nerves?"
"Don't you think this is enough?" Su Xingchen sneered.
"Perhaps, you need to become a little stronger." Wang Chao nodded with deep understanding, his expression serious.
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely terrifying force suddenly sent Wang Chao flying far away, making a huge hole in the ground.
Then, he pinched his sword and pointed it at Wang Chao.
In an instant, thousands of sword qi descended like a gust of wind and rain, continuously bombarding Wang Chao's body.
