This is one of his life-saving trump cards that have been activated.

He retreated a hundred meters in an instant.

Then he touched his neck.

I felt a little relieved when I touched the wound on my neck.

When he looked at Wen Zilong, his eyes no longer had the same contempt as before.

The expression became extremely serious.

The opponent was in the early stage of the eighth level and didn't even move his hands.

He actually forced himself back.

And the skill the other party used just now was obviously a space skill.

Could it be that this kid is a disciple of the Empty Sect?

While he was thinking, Wen Zilong's figure disappeared instantly.

When it appeared, it was already in front of this middle-level eighth-level strongman.

In the claws, the Fire Spirit Sword had already stabbed the middle-level eighth-level powerhouse.

This middle-level eighth-level strongman quickly wanted to avoid it.

However, he suddenly realized that he could not dodge at all.

The space around him seemed to have solidified.

At the same time, feel the extremely terrifying energy on the Fire Spirit Sword.

In the face of that terrifying energy, even he, a mid-level eighth-level strongman, seemed so small.
Chapter completed!