Beros suddenly shot out two sharp glances from his eyes and said, "Don't play tricks, this mystical power merely depends on the Golden Bone and doesn't actually enhance your combat strength; it only serves to intimidate. Hmph! The king has plenty of Golden Bones, do you think I don't know this?"
Xiao Zheng remained expressionless and did not bother to exchange more words with Beros. He extended one hand forward, and a torrent-like Gang Qi rushed out from his arm, as if a golden dragon appeared from nowhere and transformed into a giant golden sword, which seemed to be forged from pure gold. Xiao Zheng held it in his hand, and at that moment, the sword's cry echoed across the nine heavens.
"Dugu..."
Witnessing this scene, Zuo Longyi on the side of the Huaxia Martial Arts Alliance Army suddenly changed his expression slightly.
Upon hearing these two words, the people were puzzled, so someone sought clarification.
