A Man Like None Other Chapter 6547 Guess
Welcome to ‘A Man Like None Other Chapter 6547 Guess,’ where new challenges and incredible power await!
- Witness the devastating clash between chaotic fire and sacred flames.
- Discover the astonishing strength of a seemingly underestimated warrior.
- Experience the intense fury and desperate measures of a seasoned opponent.
Prepare for a surge of raw power and unexpected turns in this captivating chapter!
Witness the devastating clash between chaotic fire and sacred flames.Discover the astonishing strength of a seemingly underestimated warrior.Experience the intense fury and desperate measures of a seasoned opponent.
At the same time, David turned his sword and slashed at Yan Hu.
Flame Tiger crossed his two swords in front of him, dark red flames blazing wildly on the swords as he tried to resist the erosion of the chaotic power.
But the Chaos Flames instantly devoured the Flame Sword, burning both blades, scorching the Flame Tiger’s hands, and finally leaving a deep sword wound and exposing the bones on its chest.
Flame Tiger screamed and flew backwards, landing next to Flame Leopard. Golden blood spurted from the gaping wound on his chest and could not be stopped.
The fiery cage of thirty Fire Dragon Guards finally descended, and golden holy flames pressed against David from all directions.
David raised his head, his purple eyes reflected the golden flames that filled the sky.
He took a deep breath, raised the Dragon Slayer Sword high above his head, and the chaotic purple flames on the sword suddenly exploded, turning into purple ripples that spread outwards.
Wherever the ripple passed, golden holy flames were extinguished, one after another, like candle flames blown by a strong wind.
Thirty Fire Dragon Guards simultaneously vomited blood, knocked back by the violent spiritual energy wave, their flaming longswords shattered into countless golden fragments.
From the moment Yan Po gave the order to attack until the Yanlong Guard was completely wiped out, less than ten breaths had passed.
Yan Po stood there, looking at the Yanlong Guards who were roaring in pain, Yanhu with a gaping wound on his chest, and Yanbao with his crushed chest. His hand holding the spear was shaking.
It wasn’t because of fear, but because of anger.
The power of the Fire God Palace, built over hundreds of thousands of years, the cultivation of level three peak of the Golden Immortal Realm, and thirty level one elites of the Golden Immortal Realm, became as fragile as paper before this youth of level eight of the True Immortal Realm.
He roared, burning his essence and blood, and holy light circulated wildly within his body, forcibly pushing his cultivation to the threshold of the fourth rank of the Golden Immortal Realm.
The golden flames on the spear turned fiery white, a color that only appeared when the holy light was compressed to the extreme. The temperature was so high that even the air was burned, and the space within a hundred feet radius began to distort and change shape.