C1050 With My Sword

"In that case, don't blame me for killing him!" Chu Tiange snorted, he did not want to use this move, but Long Chen had forced him to do so, as this was his trump card.

"Haotian, God!"

Retreating quickly, Chu Tiange reached out a hand and pointed the Clear Sky Sword into the sky. That golden seal flashed with a bright light from the white sword, and a golden sword qi shot into the clouds