Qian ye’s famous weapon was the lancet. There were a total of 18 of them, and each of them was a weapon at the half-step void interpretation level.
When all 18 of them were combined, the attack that they could unleash would definitely not be inferior to a weapon at the first level of the void interpretation level. In fact, it might even be a little stronger.
However, when those lancet blades touched Wang Xian’s radiant sun, they were like glass that had been burnt and broke apart.
“What?”
When Qian ye saw that her lancet blades were shattered, she widened her eyes. Her eyes were filled with disbelief.
The Radiant Sun charged forward like a black hole. It attacked Qian Ye.
Qian ye’s expression changed drastically.
“Storm Attack!”
He growled and a terrifying storm appeared around him. It attacked the black light.
Boom! Boom! Boom
The collision of the two energies produced an explosive sound. The power of the storm attack was quickly melted by the black light.