chapter 462 Can you compete?

"Bang!" A low muffled sound resounded from Gene Mormont chest, and the light golden mysterious energy defense around him was instantly shattered by Jomari Ison print. The terrifying force swept over and hit, and then Gene Mormont body fell directly from mid-air. "Sizzle…" At the same time, when Gene Mormont figure fell, the aura of the other side of the Pulse Spirit Realm was also stimulated to the extreme, and the Tyrant Shadow in his hand instantly turned into a chain-horned sapphire sword...