Swoosh!
With a swift flash of five-colored brilliance, the formidable power unleashed by the three horse-faced men's Level 8 talismans vanished into thin air.
In that instant, the three of them were utterly dumbfounded, unable to grasp the unfolding events.
It had to be known that these were Level 8 talismans, not some lesser 6 or 7 ones, yet the outcome was…
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Before they could react, the sound of tearing through the void echoed.
"Uh…"
A man clad in blue robes suddenly had a tiny sword hole appear at his forehead.
His eyes widened in shock as his life force dissipated.
"Junior Brother Yun Lin!"
The horse-faced man and another in red robes were horrified.
Defensive spiritual treasures materialized in front of them, but how could mere treasures stand against the sword qi from a heaven-connecting spiritual treasure?
