Chương 631: Little Silver’s All-Purpose Phlegm

Over a hundred invisible flying swords carrying the greatest pressure slammed down on the SUV. This batch of invisible flying swords had been specially customized by President Bai of the Demon Hunters Association. Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's power of sight wasn't strong enough to see them, but this spectacular scene was completely laid out before Little Silver.

"Wow! Look! Grenade-Throwing! Meteor shower!" Little Silver couldn't help marveling.

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Brother Silver, now is not the time to admire it…"

Little Silver: "But, but, there are hundreds of swords flying at us right now!"

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "…"

Over a hundred invisible flying swords fell from the sky like ten thousand arrows!