Death of the Fake Yang Dingtian!

Qin Huaiju was a Martial Mystic rank expert, and when he charged towards the fleet, he looked just like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain that was charging into a herd of sheep. No one among them was his match as he slaughtered with madness.

In just a short span of a few seconds, he managed to kill dozens of people. Furthermore, all of them died without any intact bodies. He was completely like an underworld reaper.

Yang Dingtian was instantly angered. He suddenly unsheathed his youngling sword and leaped into the sky as he howled sternly, "Qin Huaiju, your opponent is me!"

Afterward, he brandished the huge sword and suddenly darted towards Qin Huaiju fiercely.

"Clang…"

In midair, Yang Dingtian borrowed the rushing momentum and slashed down vigorously!

Qin Huaiju circulated all the mystic qi in himself and raised his sword to welcome Yang Dingtian.

A loud collision resonated!