Zhou Heng unsheathed the Black Sword, activated Swift Cloud Radiant Step, and slashed out with his sword.
The figure speeding towards him immediately froze; the man in gray incredulously looked down at his chest to find a Broken Sword unexpectedly protruding from it, deeply buried into his body. The savage exotic Spiritual Power rampaged inside him, effortlessly obliterating all his life forces.
Crack!
As Zhou Heng drew back his sword, the man in gray also collapsed to the ground with a thud, a pale trickle of blood seeping out from beneath him, as if some substance had been siphoned from him.
"What!"
The remaining three people regarded Zhou Heng with an expression akin to having seen a ghost. Who could have imagined that Zhou Heng would be so formidable?
"The Realm of Momentum, is it truly that powerful?" Their hearts were filled with bitterness.
