Ten Consecutive Draws, Saint Realm! (2)

Clang!

Han Zhao suddenly unsheathed the Severing Karma Saber at his waist. A red saber beam flashed past, and a large amount of Astral Qi quickly condensed. He waved his saber lightly, and a terrifying saber beam more than ten meters long landed.

"You?!!"

The young man did not expect Han Zhao to attack without a word. He raised the spear in his hand, and the black light at the tip of the spear increased greatly as he stabbed fiercely at the saber aura.

Boom!

Accompanied by an earth-shattering bang, a huge ravine appeared on the street in the center of the village. The young man from before had already disappeared and died instantly under the Connate Blazing Sun Astral Qi.

"Tsk tsk." Shen Xiao, who was standing at the entrance of the village, shook his head. Why did you have to provoke him?

However, it was quite satisfying to look at the 'victim' from the perspective of a bystander.