Axe soldiers descended, like a mountain pressing down, Flowing Gold Guest crossed his arms to resist, and the black stone bricks beneath his feet shattered inch by inch.
Hook soldiers took the opportunity to circle around, with cold blades lifting, hooking his waist-side golden armor, trying to pull him into the array eye.
Flowing Gold Guest let out a roar, golden blood sprayed from his waist side, cohered into golden blades, forcibly bouncing off the hook soldier.
In the next instant, Mysterious Armor·Old Cold Leg kicked from below!
BANG!
The kick landed on the side of Flowing Gold Guest's knee, cold force drilled through the golden armor's seams inwardly. Flowing Gold Guest's leg paused, his face altered, then golden blood heated up, forcibly dispersing the cold.
The crowd on the sidelines watched, eyes unblinking.
Ning Zhuo, only at Foundation Establishment Mid-Stage, actually withstood Flowing Gold Guest's fierce close-quarters assault!
