Qin Feiyang scanned the two men.
Distinguished Five Star War Ancestors, yet they don't even know about Holy Artifacts. Truly frogs at the bottom of a well.
With a thought, the war sword suddenly quivered. It broke free from the black-robed old man's hand and unleashed a world-shaking Saint Prestige!
The two were instantly blown away as if dealt a heavy blow, repeatedly spewing blood!
Immediately after, Qin Feiyang struggled to raise his arm, forcefully pulling out the iron chain that pierced his thigh.
At that moment, the suppressed power surged like a tidal wave, coursing through his limbs and entire body.
Explosive energy instantly filled every cell!
SWISH!
He shot to his feet. Reaching out, the war sword flew into his hand.
What level of weapon is this...?
He looked down, caressed the blade's edge, and murmured to himself.
Suddenly, he looked up at the two men and said coldly, "To die by a Holy Artifact will be your life's greatest honor!"
