C182 (1/2)
”Whew ~”
With a light sound, a Fourth Stage Mortal Body Refinement black-clothed martial artist flew out with the wind, instantly arriving in front of Ling Yan. A mass of flames appeared on the surface of his long saber, and layers of crimson waves of fire spread out from the saber as the temperature around him suddenly rose!
As the long saber struck down, a violent wave of heat transformed into a dense net in front of Ling Yan. The net covered the entire area, locking down the surrounding space. Ling Yan was unable to evade it!
Martial Skills!
The black-clothed martial artist used a powerful martial skill without a second word!
At this time, Ling Yan had no intention of dodging. If he wanted to fight, then let's have a good fight!
His black eyes flashed, and a sharp light shot out from them.
”Hah!” With an angry shout, an extremely dazzling golden light rushed out from Ling Yan's chest, instantly enveloping Ling Yan's entire body. Ling Yan's entire body flickered with golden light, even his eyes seemed to have turned a dazzling golden color.
His aura was like billowing smoke, shooting into the sky!
Possession of a battle spirit!
Facing this surging wave of red waves, Ling Yan didn't dodge. Instead, he stepped backwards with his right foot, and the ground instantly exploded!
Taking advantage of this counterforce, Ling Yan shot towards the black-clothed martial artist like a cannonball. His golden fist was like the blazing sun in the sky. He punched forwards, bringing with it an imposing momentum that surged like the wind.
”Boom!”
With a deafening explosion, the flames that filled the sky collided with the golden fist. The fist wind instantly broke through the flame barrier, and as the flames scattered in all directions, a golden fist rushed out, striking the black-clothed martial artist's body with a 'puu ~' sound.
Hm? Ling Yan didn't feel the slightest bit of joy. He activated the Lightning Steps and abruptly retreated backwards.
BOOM!
With a loud explosion, the place where Ling Yan had been standing was fiercely hacked apart by the martial artist's saber. With a loud bang, the place where Ling Yan had been standing was blown apart by the martial artist's saber.
Even though Ling Yan was dodging very quickly, a rock still passed by Ling Yan's right cheek, bringing up a series of blood droplets.
And in the air, the black-clothed martial artist that Ling Yan had struck earlier slowly turned into a distorted light that dissipated into the air.
It was an afterimage!
The black-clothed martial artist seemed a bit surprised by Ling Yan's explosive combat strength. But, he immediately smiled, and then, his figure disappeared like a ghost.