“Ah...”Yan Kun screamed and fell from the sky. His body was covered in blood, and he was in a terrible state.
The sparkling purple bamboo was like a javelin, piercing through Yan Kun and stabbing him into a spiritual mountain. In the end, the mountain exploded.
This was not an ordinary bamboo. It was born at the edge of the chaotic lightning storm. There were a total of nine sections, and it had grown for 90,000 years. It had a bit of innate spirituality.
It was top-notch among Saint Weapons!
PFFT!
Yan Kun wailed in grief. He simply couldn’t withstand this killing intent. His pierced back was disintegrating and collapsing. In the end, more than half of his body was shattered with a PFFT sound.
It was true that he was a quasi-saint, but he couldn’t withstand the impact of the treasures within Saint weapons either. It caused his soul light to suffer serious damage and was being annihilated and collapsed.