"A sword and a palm, yet he's completely unharmed. On the contrary, he's getting stronger as the fight goes on," Elder Purple Robe said, his eyes shining. 'Just how deep does this boy's power go? How many more trump cards is he hiding?'
Hearing this, Luo Bi, who stood to the side, clenched his fists, his expression turning even more unsightly.
'To think such a monstrous talent actually exists in this world.'
"Kill!"
Qin Ya roared, his spear becoming even more swift and fierce.
He used the intense battle to continuously vent the destructive will in his mind. Gradually, his own consciousness began to regain the upper hand. He only needed to keep venting for a little longer, and he could suppress this will completely.
"Sword Slash the Vastness!"
