Facing this sword, looking at Dongzhou, the young generation, only the top twenty on the list of outstanding people have the power to save their lives.

Not even the dragon could stop this sword, let alone Zhuang Ming himself?

Gao Yunzhen just slashed out with his sword without looking, and prepared to form seals to subdue the dragon.

——

Face this sword.

Zhuang Ming looked as usual.

He raised his hand and pointed at the sword light.

"Thunder."

Two words of understatement.

Accompanied by thunder that resounded throughout the sky.

Then he saw lightning burst out from his fingertips.

Thunder light meets sword light!
Chapter completed!