It was the sword of an Overlord, a king who swept ten thousand troops on the battlefield. How could it accept defeat and destruction!
Feeling the vibration coming from the Overlord’s Colossal Sword, Yun Che’s expression changed from alarm to calmness, and began to grin accordingly: “Good! I understand now. You are a protecting sword, but even more so, you are an Overlord’s sword. There is only death, and never escape! Even if the sword breaks, it is not willing to retreat…”
Yun Che hoisted the half of the Overlord’s Colossal Sword in his hands and pointed the broken sword blade towards Ling Jie: “This battle, I will finish it together with you! The revenge of being broken, you will obtain it yourself!”