If those ordinary police officers hadn't been called away at this moment, N then just this one terrifying roar would have no idea how many lives it would have claimed.
And Zou Yun had been protected early on by Xiao Qiang's creation True Qi, which is why he was unaffected.
"Xiao Qiang, I'm afraid I can't let you leave today," an elderly voice pierced through the terrifying roar and resounded in the ears of Xiao Qiang and Zou Yun. The voice was light, but it carried a weight that was as profound as mountains.
Upon hearing this person's voice, Zou Yun immediately broke into a cold sweat, his face revealing an expression of shock and awe.
"Playing the mystic," Xiao Qiang coldly spat out four words, as his Swimming Dragon sword suddenly vibrated its blade light and then shot directly into the midst of the smoke. Within the spreading fog, a massive dragon-shaped sword Qi flashed by, followed by another burst of terrifying roaring sounds.
