"What is this power? How can it trap me, the Hall Master?" Shangguan Chu began to panic, realizing his power was powerless to resist.
"Damn it! Trapped! What's going on? Why am I moving so slowly?" Zhou Chongshan was extremely terrified, his face instantly turning pale with fright.
The powerful Divine Monarchs who were trapped were scared out of their wits.
Fear originates from the unknown.
"I gave you a chance, but unfortunately, you didn't know how to cherish it," Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly, his voice as cold as ice.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
"Chirp chirp chirp!"
Feng Wuchen controlled thirteen Divine Swords with his hands and launched an attack. The piercing sonic booms were ear-splitting, and wherever they went, they harvested lives mercilessly and cold-bloodedly.
Wherever the thirteen Divine Swords passed, it was a guaranteed kill.
In the high sky, it was as if a rain of blood was falling.
In just a moment, dozens of people had already been slaughtered.
