C1536 Too Weak

The destructive blade light was over a hundred meters long, and as it descended, the air resounded with the roars of the devils.

The sky shattered, and the pitch-black night sky turned blood-red.

This was an incomparably terrifying slash.

But Wang Xiaojian did not retreat.

His face was ice-cold, the Star Earth Spirit Sword in his hands burned, he raised it