Crack, crack, crack—
The Martial Dao Will stretched out, resonating with the Temple God Divinity!
This was a martial artist who had taken the Divine Martial Dao to its extreme, opposite to the True Martial Dao of the True Martial Divine Sect, and vastly different from Pure Martial.
Zhang Xuanlei grasped the sword single-handedly, stepping down slowly, his pace not fast.
He was accumulating a killing intent, brewing thunder, gathering it into the Peach Wood Sword, while the divinity chains behind him acted like transmission tubes, each tremor merging bolts of divinity into the thunder within the Peach Wood Sword.
Zhang Xuanlei was brewing a killing strike, intending to slay Li Che with one sword!
Thus, Zhang Xuanhe's figure suddenly surpassed Zhang Xuanlei, leading the charge for him!
Three against one, with three Purple Mansion Divine Sect heroes besieging one person jointly.
Such a lineup is despair-inducing.
