Therefore, he deduced that this state definitely wouldn't last long.
Ethan Smith sighed softly, feeling an indescribable power at this moment.
Miracle Energy had already surged through his entire body, and the Sword Light before him became extremely slow, like a snail.
Tiger Wing immediately stood atop Prajna, striking it directly onto the ground.
And as another sword pierced the void, the sixty-four swords appeared once more around Ethan Smith.
Ethan Smith thrust Tiger Wing into the ground fiercely, using it as the center to unleash a violent Sword Intent that instantly shattered the sixty-four swords into powder.
"Flower Field, no matter how you plot, you will die by my hands today; you're destined to have no future luck."
Ethan Smith sheathed Tiger Wing, giving a bitter smile.
In front of him, Flower Field didn't even receive a single glance.
"Ethan Smith, having absorbed such vast Miracle Energy, I fear you won't have a future either..."
