A Man Like None Other

Chapter 5181

Behind the stone gate of the Seventh Palace, Yun Wuya rubbed his eyes and murmured, “I… Am I seeing right? That’s one of the eight great priests…”

Huo Jingjing and Mo Qingyun hugged each other tightly, with worry and excitement in their eyes.

The Seventh Palace Master opened his mouth wide and couldn’t speak for a long time. The despair in his heart had long been replaced by shock.

“Let’s go together!” The remaining seven priests looked at each other, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in their eyes, and they attacked at the same time.

All kinds of evil magic weapons and spells attacked David, including chains wrapped with ghosts, bone needles emitting poison, and black fire that could corrode spiritual power… For a time, all kinds of evil things in the sky intertwined, forming a large net of death, covering David.

The twelve blood guards also launched an attack at the same time. They turned into twelve blood shadows, using their blood essence to activate secret arts. Their speed was extremely fast. The blood blades in their hands flashed with a cold light, blocking all of David’s retreat routes.

Facing such a fierce attack, David was not panicked at all.

He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body circulated wildly. The golden light on the Dragon Slaying Sword became brighter and brighter.

“Sword Domain – Open!”

shout, countless golden sword qi appeared around David, forming a huge

sword qi

“Ding Ding Dang Dang…”

magic hit the sword domain, and were instantly crushed

the sword domain, making

exclaimed in surprise, with disbelief written all

and the sword domain suddenly shrank. Countless golden sword qi shot out like a rainstorm, sweeping towards the eight

“Ah–!”

another. The golden sword qi was like the sickle of the god of death. Wherever it passed,

sword, and his body turned into a

guard’s head was cut off by the sword and rolled to the ground, his eyes wide

a flock of sheep, galloping through the enemy’s

swing of the Dragon Slaying Sword was accompanied by

were elegant and agile, like strolling in a garden, but he could always avoid the enemy’s attacks at the last

bluestone ground red, and broken limbs

eight priests and the twelve blood guards were fearless, they were as vulnerable as chickens and dogs in front of

his face under the black robe