In an instant, the Drunken Elder defeated five Grandmasters in succession, his movements uninterrupted, as he reversed his grip and hurled the Flying Fish Spear with thunderous momentum, aiming to take Chen Tang's life!
The five Grandmasters were defeated too quickly.
In front of Chen Tang, there was no more obstruction.
Crack!
In a flash, a green light streaked through the air, suddenly striking the Flying Fish Spear, producing a crisp sound.
The Flying Fish Spear was actually suspended in mid-air.
It hung there for a moment before clanging to the ground with a loud crash.
The crowd fixed their eyes on the scene, and in front of Chen Tang stood a slender old man with white hair and beard but full of vitality, holding a long slender green willow branch in his hand.
The force with which the Drunken Elder threw was terrifyingly powerful.
Not to mention others, even the few Grandmasters present might not have been able to catch it.
