"Clang!!"
Two swords collided, sending a deafening clash echoing through the heavens and the earth.
"Spurt..."
Under the immense force of the impact, Wang Hao suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his body thrown backward as if struck by a heavy blow.
Meanwhile, Li Yunyang only took seven or eight steps back from the collision.
Seeing this, everyone present gasped in shock, joking, right!? Not awake yet!?
The king sealed by Heavenly Dao was actually forced back by a Level 9 Martial Arts Sect member!? What kind of Martial Arts Sect is this!?
"Ha ha..." Wang Hao stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and burst into laughter, "Good, good, good, this is interesting!!"
Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao glanced at each other, both looking extremely excited.
Because of their leader's terrifying talent, no one had ever been able to make him go all out, which made Wang Hao feel invincibly lonely and eventually too lazy to practice.
