"Purple Clothes, a Martial Soul of the elderly gentleman in purple, was powerful and sharp, like an Ancient Fierce Beast, pouncing towards Lin Xuan.
This strike, he had used all his strength, aiming to catch his opponent off guard and quickly finish him off!
A purple shadow flickered by and in an instant, was before Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, a sneer on his lips. Martial Soul?
Behind him, the Blood Sea churned, forming a blood-colored giant, towering and majestic, roaring up at the sky.
That form was like a mountain, muscles like dragons, with a pair of giant hands reaching out, instantly grasping the Purple Clothes.
Flap flap!
Purple Clothes screeched, its body emanating Purple Energy, rolling like a Demon Cloud, exuding a terrifying force, but it was utterly unable to escape.
Pfft!
With a pull of its hands, the blood-colored giant tore the Purple Clothes in two.
