Chapter 1759: The Only Blade Art

Every cultivator shot him a look of pure disdain. The Eight-Glory Demon King's face darkened. He kicked him outright. That little bastard had absolutely no restraint. He even dared to mock his own side, again and again. Xiu Shenliang's face burned with embarrassment. Even he could not explain it. The moment he opened his mouth, sarcasm spilled out as if it had a mind of its own, completely beyond his control. Meanwhile, the battle between Volt Williams and the other five only grew more violent. Under...