The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 1968

Henry and the others had worried expressions as the Supernatural disciple lunged at James.

Despite being rushed at a blinding speed, James simply raised his hand, stretched out two fingers, and caught the Sword Sect’s disciple’s blade.

The Sword Sect’s disciples looked on in stunned silence.

James’ opponent was a Supernatural and went all out in his attack. However, he could not land a scratch on the man before him.

Who was this man?

James stared him down as he slightly twisted his fingers.

Snap!

The tip of the sword broke and immediately fell to the ground.

At the same time, the sword’s owner was shocked by the powerful foe before him and stumbled backward

“This is…?”

Yechiel’s expression shifted as he watched the battle.

He knew his junior was a Supernatural. From his understanding, only one or two people on Earth had reached this particular rank. Following that logic, his disciple was supposed to be practically undefeatable on Earth.

my friend? I’m the Sword Sect’s senior disciple. Which sect from the

not respond to

in front of the Sword Sect’s disciple and struck him with

erupted from his body, gathered together, and shot out at the Sword

the Sword Sect’s disciple could react, the punch reached him and his body was blasted into

“This…”

expression became solemn, and

Delainey, Quincy, and the others were completely dumbfounded.

Sword Sect’s disciple was a Supernatural. Even without his injury, the Prince of Orchid Mountain was barely able to hold back a Supernatural. He himself would find

of powers

also shocked by the capabilities of his new body

he could sense that the body had remarkable physical strength, but was

glared at

he instantly appeared beside the

“Sir, save me..!”

disciple was panicked. Unfortunately, by the time he shouted, James had already made. his way to him. James threw another punch, and terrifying Demonic Energy rushed forth, completely engulfing the disciple. The energy

disciple perished

suddenly found himself

of his sect’s disciples killed instantaneously. Beads of sweat rolled

ask, who are you and where do you hail from? I’m a disciple of the Sword Sect. By killing a

livid glance at

in fear.