The next instant!
Boom!
A deafening blast resounded in the sky!
Sands, stones, and grasses shot up to the heavens as if forming a sandstorm tornado!
No one could see Lionel Yeager and Neal Lee's figures anymore!
"Is he dead? Is that dog dead?"
Perry Perkins clenched his fist, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and asked.
Silas Jordan said coldly, "Isn't it obvious? That trash couldn't block Elder Lee's sword; he's definitely dead without a doubt!"
Jared Harper sneered and said, "This bumpkin has been running around in River City for so long, it's about time he died!"
At this time, the sandstorm tornado gradually dispersed.
Silas Jordan and the others quickly looked over, only to see a truly unbelievable scene.
They saw Lionel Yeager stepping on Karen Chaplin, raising his right hand and blocking Neal Lee's sword without a scratch.
"How is it possible?! This kid actually blocked it?!"
Perry Perkins couldn't help exclaiming.
