C50 (1/2)

This was the battle between Wu Ya and Senba.

The battle between these two experts had resulted in the destruction of each other's attacks.

Roaring, he charged forward. He was covered in lion hair and was as sharp as a spear.

Destroy, destroy.

Using the blade to attack, obliterate!

The Concept of Annihilation had already learned the might of three levels.

He Wuya's blade had been shattered.

Chop, chop, chop.

Slash after slash.

An explosion filled the air as a violent and vigorous Spiritual Energy was reflected on Sengba's body.

An expert in close combat had caused an expert in saber, such as He Wuya, to be defeated in close combat. He retreated over and over.

”Come on, come on!”

The northern city erupted with cheers that shook the hearts of the people.

Aww, wow, wow. The Demonic Beast camp was also roaring and cheering for their king.

Rushing, made his hair stand on end, the Lion's Roar's attacks went berserk.

There was no concept of all, only absolute physical strength. Violent demonic energy suffused the air, incinerating the entire sky.

Claws, double attack.

Staring straight at He Wuya, the teeth in the Lion King's Sumba's mouth grinded against each other.

Let's go all out!

A single slash was not only able to destroy one's Concept, but also the Concept of the First Layer of the Saber.

Using the dense spiritual energy to suppress it down, the spirit shields that filled the sky only served to pave the way for attacks.

With a swing of his claw, the light screen dissipated.

The spirit shield of He Wuya — Break!

Knife! Knife! The power of the Wave Formation was extraordinary.

But how could the Sengbao Beast be afraid?

He used his body to block it, and then used his claw to attack again.

Swift and forceful!

The destruction of the saber was suppressed.

He Wuya thought: This won't do. If this goes on, I will obviously suffer big losses. I was originally going to take the risk of winning, and I'm still going to suffer big losses. He had to give it his all, otherwise, he would definitely lose.

Attack instead of defending, attack instead.

Wound for injury!

He was going all out!

Sanlang's desperate stance did not scare Sumba at all. In exchange for wounds, who would dare to do such a thing?!

The battle was riddled with wounds.

Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!

Kill everything for me.

Absolute strength crushed each other. There was no victor, because they met in a narrow path — the one who was brave won.

Even if he won, he would still be severely injured.

Of course, in the eyes of these two experts, there was no such thing as a 'body'. If they won, it would only be adding honor to their own race.

He had to win!

This was the only thing in common between Sen Ba and He Wuya. They shared the same belief.

The battle had already turned into an intense white blade attack.

Ripping apart the Lion King with your bare hands and Ripping Tiger Lord would not be a problem as long as you had the strength.

His face was covered in blood, his face was swollen, and white foam was coming out of his mouth.

He was risking his life!

The Lion King, Senba, was cut by a blade, while He Wuya was hit by a real, real, heavy blow.

He didn't have insights, nor did he have exquisite knife and palm techniques.

Brute force, a fight! A barbarian battle, a naked one.

Close combat, physical combat, boxing, elbow strikes, kick and bite, spiritual energy clashing.