Chapter 2011 (1/2)

Behind the Shenjian Marquis, a thick black fog suddenly appeared and went straight into the void.

In the thick black fog, a huge arm suddenly popped up, and he clapped it in front of Shenjian Hou.

This palm came out of the blue, and its momentum was amazing. Almost before other people responded, it had already been slapped on the Shenjian Hou.

”Obstinate!”

The Marquis of Shenjian snorted coldly, and pointed at the front of the body, and left the sword.

The golden sword air stabbed on the arm, but it only left a faint bloodstain.

Boom!

Finally, the palm was slapped on the Shenjian Hou.

As if a mountain, severely hit another mountain, the sound of the sound resounded from all directions.

Shenjian Hou always had a calm face, and suddenly his face changed greatly.

Suddenly, the palm of his hand slapped hard on the Shenjian Marquis, and he immediately flew out for dozens of miles. All the flying swords around him were all broken!

”What's going on?”

Xia Houli and others were stunned.

That one is one of the eight gods and Marquises. He was beaten by a hand!

Who in the end is the hand!

Then, the fog cleared, and a tall statue of God appeared in front of the people's eyes.

The statue's eyes are closed, and the whole body exudes a breath of death. There is only one arm left in the statue, and there is only a bloody wound in the position of the other arm. It seems that it will never heal.

Unexpectedly, it is the God of Shura!

At the moment, the Shura God, like a clay sculpture, has no breath.