章 778: A Dead Corpse

The sword stirred up a raging wind. As a strong warrior at the Martial Spirit level, Camel seemed to tear up everything with a single slice. He aimed to slice up Xiao Luo into two with a single slice, but reality was far from his beautiful dream.

Bang!

The broadsword stopped about 20 centimeters away from Xiao Luo's head. Camel was shocked. It was as if there was an extremely powerful and invisible force stopping the broadsword and his entire body. He couldn't move at all. It was as if the air around him had solidified and frozen him up.

What was going on?

What exactly was this strong true inner force that exploded from this brat's body?