Ming Shan Star.
Meeting room.
The various powers strongly condemned Wang Hao.
But Wang Hao chose to ignore them, occasionally interjecting with, "Qian Wanyang, make it tenfold."
Guan Tian threatened in a cold voice, "Wang Hao, one must not overdo things; otherwise, it can lead to trouble..."
Clang!
Before he could finish, a crisp sound of a sword's cry rang out.
The next second, before the eyes of everyone present, a blur appeared, and they saw Wang Hao turn into a residual image, his colossal sword spewing piercingly brilliant sword light. The continuous sequences of sword shadows were like a fine drizzle that seemed never-ending. The fearsome Sword Qi surged forth like a rainbow, directly striking at Guan Tian.
Terrifying!
The faces of those seated turned somber the instant they witnessed this sword strike.
This sword shone with a fierce edge, chilling the nine provinces.
