While speaking, Caspian also made a move.
No one saw how he did it. But when Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd was waved, everyone present, including Moris Gibson, who was facing Caspian directly, showed a strong fear in their eyes.
This almost spirit tool was born with a horrible smell of killing. In an instant, it was as if a nightmare and disaster had descended on the spot. What’s more, there was also the support of the Misty Cloud Gloves for the power!
The terrifying might was like the surging of thunder and the raging tide!
The giant saber and Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd collided violently in midair.
Bang!
The terrifying sound wave instantly shattered half of the ring. The Gibson family clansmen hurriedly covered their ears. Their faces were pale and their eyes were full of fear.
Moris Gibson was at the peak of first stage of the Holy Land Realm. But at this moment, he was suppressed by Caspian!
His whole body flew back in an instant, and his feet stepped on the stone steps. He immediately stepped on the gravel board, sank his feet into the ground, and stepped back more than ten steps. Only then did he stabilize his body with a look of shock and anger.
This was not what shocked him the most. What scared Moris the most was that at this moment, he felt that half of his body was numb and unconscious. The arm holding the giant saber was still trembling and could not stop at all. However, Caspian landed steadily on the ground.
Caspian looked at him with a faint smile. The strength of the two was obvious!
Moris heard a slight click in his ear. He looked at the source of the voice in bewilderment. Suddenly, his heart trembled. A crack as thin as hair appeared on the surface of the giant saber in his hand.
Although the crack was thin, it was smashed by Caspian’s one movement. If a crack was created in one go, then the second one would definitely make it explode.
“This bastard!” Moris squeezed out two words.
“Chief Gibson, you just exposed one thing,” Caspian suddenly spoke.
Moris looked up at him with an uncertain expression. “What do you want to say?”
Caspian sneered and said, “It seems that the situation of the main branch of the Gibson family is far from as strong as you show.”
As if someone had seen through the deepest secret in his heart, Moris‘ body trembled at this time. The surrounding Gibson family members surprisingly did not refute at this moment. A complicated expression appeared on everyone’s faces.
“It seems that my guess is right.” Caspian sneered. “Not only are the Gibson family not powerful, but there are also only a few high-level cultivators.”
In an instant, Moris froze as if he had been struck by lightning.
Panic, fear, helplessness, doubt, shame, anger, and all kinds of emotions instantly appeared in his eyes.
“Don‘t talk nonsense!” After a while, Moris gritted his teeth and retorted. But he could feel that he had no confidence at this time.
“If there is really a high-level cultivator, there is no need for you to make a move.” Caspian sneered repeatedly. “It seems that the so-called dignity and pride of the main branch of the Gibson family is for the branch. Only by constantly suppressing the branch with words and behavior can the branch’s clansmen feel panic and lack of confidence, so that they can be better controlled by you. I don’t know if what I said is right.”
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