This guy can't stand losing, he's getting desperate!
Just as Carson Flores lifted his dragon chant, ready to take on Leighton Matthews's move, a figure flashed by, blocking in front of Carson Flores.
The cyan Flying Sword, carrying light and shadow like blooming lotus flowers, accurately collided with the tip of the fiery red spear.
Flames shattered, lotus blossoms crumbled.
The cyan Flying Sword flew backward, and the fiery red spear was forcibly repelled by her sword strike.
Norah Matthews waved her hand, calling back the Flying Sword, her face cold as ice: "Leighton Matthews, are you insane?"
Leighton Matthews's face turned livid, the murderous intent in his eyes faded, he ignored Norah Matthews, cupped his hands towards Carson Flores: "Special Envoy Flores, your Eight-Armed Arhat is too strong, I couldn't hold back in time, my apologies, my apologies!"
