"What a terrible soul of arms!" The crowd's eyes stared at Fang's shadow over his head. His eyes trembled and his soul of war was so huge that it was hundreds of meters long. It was situated between the sky and the earth. The breath of the crowd was full of tyranny and brutality, and the body was not visible. It was the pressures that made people feel chilly.

"Real dragon, the soul of the martial arts is a real dragon!"

A voice suddenly came out, which made people's minds tremble.

I can only see that the virtual shadow becomes more and more solidified, emits endless pressures, a high voice...