A brilliant, water-blue light erupted from Xu Luo's hand. After a series of piercing metallic clashes, he had shattered all of his opponent's ice blades with a single swing!
"He's holding a Divine Soldier! Don't meet him head-on!"
"Watch out for his sword!"
"Be careful of his sword!"
The Wei Family experts roared one after another. At the same time, one of the men shielding Wei Shan stumbled back, one arm hanging limply at his side as he stared at Xu Luo in utter horror.
"My arm!" The Wei Family expert's voice was filled with rage and terror.
He had just taken a direct hit from Xu Luo's Great Mountain Collapse. He'd assumed that a young man of similar strength, no matter how talented, couldn't possibly do anything to him. He never expected the power from his opponent's fist to be so bizarre; it had directly obliterated the meridians in his arm!
His arm was ruined!
