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?”

Philip’s palm burst into flames, which quickly spread to his whole

Boom!

a huge fireball

he stated with wide eyes at Philip who was covered in flames. No, to be precise, Philip had turned into a humanoid

between his eyebrows. The flames on his head looked more like a

Boom!

transformed into a streak of red in Reynold’s

Bang!

blasted at

giant sword in his hand

Clang!

clang and sent the human and sword flying

Sizzle!

turned red and so hot that Reynold had to let go. However, in the next second, Philip’s flying kick arrived. This

Boom!

at all. He was kicked, flew out for dozens of meters, and slammed into a stone wall with a bang. The

Whoosh!

arms, which uprooted the two trees nearby. He then smashed