Capítulo 998: The Birth of 10,000 Old Antiques

The tip of Tyce Kingston's sword pierced through Braydon Neal's vitality shield. It deviated by three inches and stabbed toward his left shoulder.

Braydon, this ruthless man, moved his body slightly, and his chest was aimed at the sword!

Swoosh!

How sharp was a spirit artifact?

The sword stabbed into the left side of Braydon's chest, and the long sword advanced by one-third.

A sword piercing through the heart!

The entire place was silent.

Tyce broke out in a cold sweat. He pulled out his sword and wanted to retreat, but Braydon grabbed his right hand and stabbed forward fiercely. The entire sword sank in, and the blade pierced through his back.

"You!"

Tyce's scalp went numb. He dared to swear that he had never met such a ruthless person in his life!

This was the difference between a young master from an aristocratic family and a ruthless soldier!

Braydon grew up in a battlefield!