บท 1519: Sword Dao Competition

Berserker Immortal was as cold as before. He wasn't angered by Zhou Wen's words. Zhou Wen's actions were in line with his thoughts.

His Calamity Zone had an extremely powerful offensive power, but it didn't stop Zhou Wen from using spatial teleportation. What he was most afraid of was Zhou Wen escaping.

Now that Zhou Wen planned on fighting to the death and not escaping, it was naturally in line with Berserker Immortal's intentions.

"If you want to kill me, come on. Give it your best shot." Berserker Immortal extended his hand and the blood sword beams that filled the sky gathered towards his palm.

Thousands of blood sword beams gathered together, forming a Sword of Blood that Berserker Immortal held in his hand.

Although killing Zhou Wen was easier using the blood sea-like sword beams, Berserker Immortal's goal wasn't to kill Zhou Wen, but to make him submit.