Chương 580: The Bloody Battle At The God Encampment (2)

They were like a gorgeous meteor shower.

Leading the charge, Wan Shenwei smiled silently. Each of his hands grasped a sword raised high above his head. The swords were unusually flashy under the sunlight.

Wan Shenwei, who dual-wielded swords, was relaxed, natural, and looked as if he was performing an ordinary leaping overhead slash.

He swung his swords down vertically.

No sword gleams or sword chimes were produced. Suddenly, the center of the roaring blood wall caved in. Countless fragments of bones and flesh erupted from the blood wall, resembling a torrential rain of gore.

The blood wall was split into two, revealing a gap that was more than 30 meters wide in the middle.