The First Heir

Reynold stood in the distance, the giant sword dragging a long mark in the snow. He looked at Philip who was covered in injuries and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, as I said, I’ve found the method to defeat you. Your meaningless struggles are futile. In my eyes, you’re already dead. The only reason I’m fighting you is to verify the method I found.”

With that said, Reynold was already standing less than two meters away from Philip.

He raised the giant sword in his hand and said, “Let me take your head now!”

Whoosh!

With a gust of wind, the giant sword slashed at Philip’s head!

Clang!

However, suddenly, a shocking change happened. A hand covered in blood grabbed Reynold’s sword blade.

Reynold was shocked at this sight. He frowned and said coldly, “Do you still want to resist?”

Philip’s head was lowered as one hand was raised to his ear, firmly grasping the blade of the giant sword.

He said in a low voice, “You know my attack methods well, but what about its attack methods?”

Hearing this, Reynold frowned, his eyes full of astonishment. He said, “Who?”

s surprise, Philip’s palm burst into flames, which quickly spread to his whole body. In a split second, Philip was

Boom!

a huge

he stated with wide eyes at Philip who was covered in flames. No, to be precise, Philip

his head looked more like a chimera head,

Boom!

a streak of red in Reynold’s eyes that came straight

Bang!

punch blasted

attack with the giant sword in his hand in

Clang!

blasted the giant sword with a loud clang and

Sizzle!

giant sword instantly turned red and so hot that Reynold had to let go. However, in the next second, Philip’s flying kick arrived. This flying kick, with a sharp whistle through the air, roared like a

Boom!

out for dozens of meters,

Whoosh!

ropes from his arms, which uprooted the two trees nearby.