Eternal Gate

"Tonight, all old and new grudges will be settled."

Zhao Yun's words were cold and silent, and he raised his arms with a palm.

The power of its palm was so powerful and terrifying that even the surrounding rocks were shaken to pieces.

"Aren't you afraid?" The old sword master snorted coldly. He was instantly transformed into a demon, and the rolling magic power filled his whole body, and he fired a peak punch.

boom!

The fists and palms collided, and the sound of thunderstorms resounded.