Suddenly, from the left rear side.
A mass of Platinum Qi suddenly enveloped, with a hand claw emitting Glazed Golden Light tearing through the air, causing the surrounding airflow to blow aside like waves. An exaggerated large hand was fiercely grabbing towards Kui Zhenghong's head.
"Here it comes!"
Kui Zhenghong's eyes lit up, and he let out a low growl from his throat.
His waist twisted instantly, exerting force like a spinning top, and his Beichen Ice Sword in hand slashed towards the side like lightning. The condensed Qi Light Sword roared out!
"Boom!"
The two sides collided violently, both retreating.
Kui Zhenghong flew diagonally across more than ten meters, and as he landed, his feet dug deeply into the ground. He twirled a sword flower, aiming at the spot he had just been standing, and slashed two more times, unleashing two roaring Cold Jiao Dragons!
