Kapitel 1320: People who act cool don't have a good end, really

As the visible sword Qi fell, the entire ring trembled. Before the sword Qi had arrived, a sandstorm-like cyclone had already swept out. On the hard stone surface, it was as if it had been swept by a grinding wheel, and a smooth deep groove had appeared.

So this was the strength of a Grandmaster? Not only was its defense indestructible, but its attack was also sharp.

"City Lord, be careful!" When they saw Zhuo weiran's strength, the audience gasped in shock.

There were many people below the stage who were two to three hundred years old. Some of them had seen the battle between Zhuo weiran and Liang yunru three hundred years ago. In comparison, Zhuo weiran's strength had improved a lot.

However, the city Lord was obviously not in good spirits, and it was obvious that he had not recovered from his injuries. How could he be Zhuo weiran's match after his strength had improved greatly?