No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

The moment the Broken Soul Blade solidified, wind howled around it. With the Broken Soul Blade as the center, the air around it constantly moved.

The power constantly clashed and fused, turning into a vortex of power. Looking at that scene, both the masked men frowned at the same time. However, they did not retreat.

The panther-masked man said in a low voice, “I have to say. This guy really does seem a little dangerous. We mustn’t delay it anymore. Let’s end things quickly.”

The moment that was said, the two of them rushed right at Jack. They attacked with their swords in hand at the same time.

There was a cold look in Jack’s eyes.

He looked like a death god in the dark as he pushed his hands forward. The Broken Soul Blade shot forward at the two of them like an arrow.

With two clear twangs, the two of them felt their arms go numb. It was as if the swords in their hands had clashed with a large mountain. Right after that, a strange energy rapidly climbed up the swords in their hands.

in their hands seemed to constantly crumble like hot steel that

already climbed into their hands, entering their body

souls were being

the two of them cried out in agony. Everything had happened too quickly. They were already on the ground before they could even

caused them to lose control of themselves. They could no longer

panther-masked man shouted loudly, “What is this?! It hurts! Why is it

as they rolled on the ground.

looked at the two of them with a cold expression in

from a holy grade clan, but they were definitely not chosen disciples. At the most, they were just inner disciples. Jack would

two of

took a deep breath as he