Chapter 1264 Holy Scarab

When the silver sword touched the man in the cap's right hand, it made a sizzling sound and emitted white smoke. Brice couldn't believe that the silver sword, which was known for its strong damage against the Blood Clan, could be held. In a daze, the man in the cap's left hand had already struck Brice's chest with a handprint. In a critical moment, Brice let go of the silver sword, quickly retreated, and simultaneously countered with a handprint from his left hand. With a loud explosion, the two energies collided, and the powerful recoil force caused both of them to continuously retreat. Failing to defeat his opponent, Brice's face turned grim. The man in the cap threw the silver sword to the ground, and his right hand looked as if it had been burned, with skin and fingers sticking together. "It seems that the Blood Clan is not weak either, but facing two against one, the odds are not in their favor," Leo thought to himself, continuing to observe quietly. The man in the suit gre