Bab 262: Cyclone Ordnance

The green eagle sword was sent flying, its originally unmatched sword light now scattered. Drake hastily circulated his spiritual energy, stabilizing the green eagle sword.

He looked over, only to find a glaring scratch on the sword. It was also trembling faintly, as if having sustained an injury.

Drake's complexion turned ashen, disbelief filling his eyes. The green eagle sword was just moments ago thoroughly suppressing the prince, why had the situation suddenly been reversed?

The strange purple hook in Ezra's hands was clearly only a low level Special tier weapon, it didn't possess the aura of top level special tier before. How had it scattered the sword light of his green eagle sword?

On the spiritual energy tree above, Master Antero and the rest of the hegemons looked down with a sliver of shock in their gazes. All of them were focused on the purple hook Drepa in Ezra Zephyr's hands.