Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

hand, instantly striking the two sacrificial priests' swords.The swords in the hands of the two priests were instantly snapped, and their wrists seemed to suffer from a tremendous recoil, enduring ex...ld snort, wearing an air of arrogance on his face. It was clear he looked down on Chen Ping's sword strike!"Liu Xing, this child can absorb so much faith power and even unleash a sword beam with the s...