C1082 War of Divine Powers

"Swoosh!"

This Sword Qi carried an incomparably terrifying aura as it slashed towards Long Zhan.

Long Zhan's strength was currently depleted. In a rush, he tightly gripped the Ares-Class Sword with both hands and placed it horizontally in front of him.

"Clang!"

A loud and clear sound was heard. Long Zhan's hands were turned into a bloody mist by the enormous force