章節 1170: Bronze Sword

"Arghhh!" Zhao Fu glared at the Ancient Sword Sect's Sect Master as he furiously roared. He had been chatting with that Elder this whole time and their relationship had been quite good. However, that Elder had now died because of him, causing Zhao Fu to feel incredibly angry.

Boom!

A heaven-shaking aura exploded out, sending out an intense gale. Zhao Fu did not hold anything back and unleashed his Nation Armament's power.

The people in the surroundings looked terrified as they retreated because this power was simply too great. It was something that they could not endure, and the intense wind could cause some people to be blown away like pebbles.

The light dimmed and clouds quickly swirled as a massive aura covered the entire scene.