"Has something unexpected happened?" The beautiful young girl, Kang Luoying, stared in shock at Shen Qiang in the sky, her heart inexplicably tense: "Could it be that the cultivation of the Yin God Realm isn't enough to support these three thousand flying knives?"
Standing among the mountain recess, Qian Shanxue also furrowed her delicate brows, her long, snow-white jade hand instinctively clenching the silver spear in her grasp.
Yet, just as their eyes were filled with tension.
The voluptuous and alluring Sleeping Fire Lotus Demon not only had eyes flashing with brilliance, but her gaze also held the surprise akin to discovering a new continent.
"As expected of my king, so strong, so strong!"
By this time, after a full dozen seconds had passed, Shen Qiang's sword array still showed no response.
