As the crowd listened to Xuanyuan Wutian's savage roars, they fell silent for a time.
When had they ever not wanted to know who Chen Wen was? After all, what Chen Wen had displayed was far too exaggerated.
He was more monstrous than a monster.
"A dead man doesn't need to know that much."
As Chen Wen spat the words coldly, the force in his hand increased once more.
Bang!!!
Under that one sword strike, Xuanyuan Wutian finally could not hold on. Blood flowed uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth.
Crack!!!
At the same time, he also discovered waves of cracking sounds coming from the sword blade.
How was this possible?
Xuanyuan Wutian's pupils seemed to burst apart, his eyes filled with terror.
One had to know, this was the Imperial Sword, and it was even bolstered by his own power.
Now even his Imperial Sword could no longer hold on. What kind of concept was that?
Even he could not help but feel his scalp go numb.
Just what kind of monster was this?
At this moment, he was not only afraid—he also regretted provoking Chen Wen.
Of course, he had never imagined that such a monster could appear outside Deng City.
Nor had he ever imagined that he could suffer a loss at the hands of someone weaker than himself.
But in just an instant, an intense desire to survive burst from his eyes again.
He could not die. He absolutely could not die.
Boom!!!
Under that fierce desire to live, Xuanyuan Wutian once again opened the mark at his brow.
A surge of Heavenly Human Will burst out from within once more.
In that instant, the feeling Xuanyuan Wutian gave off changed, and the power erupting from within his body changed as well.
But it could