C564 One Break Eight Directions

Su Hsingchen's momentum rose as a whole. Compared to Lu Faang, it was no longer a matter of sharing the limelight equally.

The Hegemon Gold Mace s on the sword blade continued to emit grinding sounds that caused one's teeth to ache.

"Open!"

Su Hsingchen shouted and kept walking forward.

Lu Faang's expression changed. He tried his best to stabilize his body, but it was impossible