A Man Like None Other

Chapter 3910 Anton Appears

However, those cultivators seemed tireless. They repeatedly picked themselves up and charged forward until they were completely drained of energy.

A cultivator, brandishing a long sword, its blade shimmering with a cold light, moved like the wind, deftly weaving through the crowd of enemies.

His swordsmanship was fluid and seamless, at times fast as lightning, at other times gentle as a willow’s flutter. Each swing of his sword stirred up a fierce gust, forcing the surrounding enemies to retreat several steps.

Meanwhile, another cultivator was brandishing a massive battle axe. His strength was remarkable, and every swing of his axe seemed to have the power to shake the earth.

The battle axe traced fierce arcs in the air, stirring up currents that whipped the surrounding dust into a frenzy, creating a chaotic battlefield.

Two cultivators crossed paths in mid-air, their sword and axe clashing with a deafening crash that seemed to make even the sky tremble.

The shockwave produced by the collision rippled outward, forcing the surrounding cultivators to back away continuously.

that area, the battles involving other

people had unleashed powerful spells, harnessing the energy of heaven and earth to create a sea of fire, an area of ice, or a storm

among the enemy ranks, seeking out vulnerabilities

battlefield, the radiance of various spells intermingled, creating a dazzling tapestry

that curtain of light, the figures of the cultivators were faintly discernible, their every clash

managed to preserve their souls. Subsequently, under the leadership of Serena, the members of Soul Demon

reddening with intensity. The least I can

that moment, both sides were caught up in a

into streaks of

killing each other, leaving no room to

to collide, suddenly, it seemed as though everything around them had come to

seclusion for centuries, and on the brink of my ascension to immortality, I’m disturbed by a band of ignorant brats. It’s downright outrageous. Do you all think because I haven’t shown my face for centuries, you all

robe, with his hands behind his back, stood above the void. Everyone felt a sudden

Nieva collapsed, her breath labored under the oppressive force, left with no

Nolan’s projection looked at the grey-robed elder in front