On the grassland, everyone was dumbfounded.
With just one strike, he had repelled his opponent.
Li Qingxu's arm went numb, his consciousness spiritual light in intense pain, as if it was burned through, he staggered and fell back with a face full of shock. How could this happen?
On that highland, when fighting for the head of the Third Realm old monster, they had fiercely contested, how is it now that he is increasingly unable to match?
Li Qingxu was not convinced, he rallied, adjusted his breath, his consciousness spiritual light dazzlingly bright, one hand wielding a sword, the other pointing out, consciousness runes interweaving to deploy his sect's killer move - Ten Thousand Talisman Bag.
Back then, in the Secret Realm, when Qin Ming assumed the form of "Demon One", he had witnessed this ultimate skill, although it was quite challenging to deal with at the time, he still managed to break it.
