River Waters is indeed powerful, but when facing Marshall Morgan, there's simply no comparison.
The Water Sword he conjured, the Sword Qi he slashed out, were shattered by Marshall Morgan's Spear Aura.
Thump, thump...
Several wounds appeared on River Waters' body, blood flowing freely.
River Waters screamed miserably, barely dodging the Anteater's attack.
But Marshall Morgan's long spear arrived in an instant.
Bang!
River Waters was like a ball, being whipped and sent flying, scattering a trail of blood across the lake surface.
He let out a piercing scream, half of his body nearly exploding, an arm missing.
Marshall Morgan stepped forward, eyes filled with killing intent, pursuing the chase.
"No, Skylark, you can't kill me, I'm a supreme genius of the Zenith Sword Sect. If you kill me, you won't have a good end either."
River Waters was almost scared out of his wits, screaming out.
But Marshall Morgan's gaze was unwavering, not moved in the slightest.
