Chapter 691: This Kind of Fighting

Bang! As Frank Yale spoke candidly, Samson Vinaul had already shattered a piece of the void with a step, yet he didn't attack. Instead, he stood there with a mocking and playful grin, watching Frank in his disheveled condition. Clang! Clang! Clang! The Taixu Dragon Sword in his hand faintly clanged without pause, resonating with dragon roars and the heavenly sound of intertwining paths, occasionally revealing mysterious visions. "Qin Yu, isn't it time you became more self-aware?" Samson's mocking...