บท 728: Despair

The golden armor crumbled completely and an unlockable and powerful force surged into him. His body cracked apart slowly and blood splashed everywhere.

The human warriors below were all ashen-faced. They yelled out in shock. No one had unexpected that the powerful Mo Wen could not even block a single blow from the Dragon Horse. A single strike had caused his body to break apart. Just how powerful was the Dragon Horse?

Sparkles of red light shone in the sky. The body that had been shattered suddenly gathered and transformed into a human figure. It was Mo Wen. When his body had shattered and blood had splashed all over the place, it had just been an illusion.

There was a shimmer of gold light, and golden armor covered Mo Wen once more. It was magnificent and sturdy. He looked like an immortal battle god.