Clang!

Lin Xun stepped forward and swung his fist. Dazzling fist-force erupted and collided with the pine-patterned sword with a deafening roar.

The power of the pine-patterned word was forcibly neutralized amidst an explosion of light.

"Strong!"

Mu Jianting’s eyes narrowed.

Meanwhile, a Bixi phantasm emerged from Lin Xun’s back. The hundred feet tall phantasm ruthlessly rammed into the incoming lightning rod with a tremendous force that seemed capable of sweeping away the sun and moon.

Boom!

The sky and land trembled as if a volcanic eruption was occurring. The huge force of the impact made the lightning rod buzz wildly, numbing part of Lei Qianjun’s hand while his blood churned inside him.

He was also somewhat shocked. Only after exchanging blows with Lin Xun did he realize that the latter’s strength was far greater than he had anticipated!

Kill!

Mu Jianting’s robe billowed as his aura turned exceedingly fierce like a sword. Yin yang dao power pulsed from his blade as he slashed, sending out a stream of black and white qi that screamed of terrifying and deadly force.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Black and white sword qi rapidly crisscrossed into a radiant sword net that enveloped every...