Boom!!!
The golden giant axe collided with the shadowy giant sword mid-air, the tremendous sound like the roar of cannons.
Crack crack crack!
The sturdy asphalt road surface seemed to sink like an earthquake, spider web-like cracks spreading over nearly a hundred meters.
Dust and debris mingled together, and a wave of wind swept out.
Just when it seemed like the aftershock could kill an ordinary person, a suitcase broke through the air, forming a black prismatic hatch shield before Luo Wantao, bursting with a force field shield, firmly protecting him in place.
"Is he dead?"
Squinting and looking towards the center of the deep pit, Luo Wantao was well aware of Tang Lin's strength.
This was the sharpest blade that he had come against step by step, and also the shadow of his position as Chairman.
By comparison, Utopia had never heard of anyone being a Sixth-Order Transformation...
Buzz!!
Suddenly, a fierce wind broke open, and the dust dissipated.
