Clang!
Like a sudden clap of thunder on a flat plain, the moment Du Tianxiong drew his sword, the piercing sound instantly tore through the suffocating air, driving like a sharp blade straight into everyone's eardrums. The long sword in his hand resembled a waking divine dragon, its blade blazing with a fierce cold light that seemed capable of slicing open the churning dark clouds overhead. The point of that chilling radiance was directed straight at Zhang Chengsi.
"Zhang Chengsi, prepare to die!" Du Tianxiong's roar was like a great temple bell, whipping up an invisible storm across the space. Every single word seemed to carry the weight of a thousand jun, crashing heavily into people's hearts. The majesty and fury contained within that voice were like the horn of doomsday judgment, heralding the arrival of a bloody slaughter.
Chapter 126