Chương 877: Chapter 27, forging the world’s sharpest sword 1

The old man took a step forward. His skinny body, shriveled skin, messy hair, and black and white interweaved together made him look extremely inconspicuous.

But it was precisely this old man who slapped out with his palm.

Bang!

Everything in the universe was being annihilated, including the universe ships of the primal chaos race. Without any mishaps, they instantly vanished without a trace, completely turning into dust.

"Courting Death!"The Chaos Emperor who had rushed over roared in rage. His emperor-level law erupted forth, smashing viciously towards the old man. It was simple and direct, using the emperor-level law to crush him.

This emperor was dressed in green, and he was bald. His face was filled with savagery, and he had a baleful aura about him. He wasn't angry, but he exuded an aura of arrogance.

His attacks were extremely savage, and he didn't hold back at all. He wanted to kill the old man.