C634 The Real Trump Card!

*Crackling!*

The whip of thunder, with its apocalyptic force, struck like lightning. In an instant, it loomed over Chu Lin's head. The speed was so swift that Chu Lin barely had time to hurriedly lift the God Slayer in defense.

*Clang!*

A muffled clang echoed as Chu Lin's hand shook violently, the God Slayer nearly slipping from his grasp