C1874 The True Name of a Fighter

In mid-air, Wang Shaoshao grasped his sword with both of his hands and swung it down heavily.

This strike contained all of his strength.

This strike, was the all the gained essence of comprehension after he charged into the Immortal Level.

A mournful wail sounded out, and the wasteland immediately turned into hell.

Sou sou sou sou sou!

Under the effects of the cold inner strength