Boom!
King Bach's blade struck directly upon Ye Wudao's body.
"Pu!" Ye Wudao spit out blood and his body violently collapsed on the ground.
"Not good!"
"What happened to the young master?" Lei Hu and the others were shocked and pale.
Dao Kuang's expression changed as he said, "It's a problem with the Beiwang Blade and the Hidden Dragon Saber; both these blades are akin to Divine Artifacts, and the young master struggles to suppress their power."
What?
Hearing Dao Kuang's words, everyone's expression drastically changed.
"Ye Wudao, clinging to both blades on the brink of death! Little do you know that these two blades will be the death of you!" King Bach laughed mockingly, raising his war blade high and bringing it down harshly, "Die!"
Just at that moment, Dao Kuang blocked the fatal strike for Ye Wudao.
"A mere first-rank war spirit trash, daring to stop this king?" King Bach's eyes were filled with mockery.
