C1628 Impotent anger

A stream of sword Qi, that no one could see, exploded in Young Marquis's hands, and that mirror-like miniature teleportation formation shattered on the spot, the shattered pieces scattering in all directions, not only did it blast open the skin on Young Marquis's palms, the few young masters who were further away were also affected, the broken pieces flying all over their faces, leaving behind