Bang bang!
The three engaged in a fierce clash, attacking with speed rather than skill, relying only on speed and precise control of magical power.
In the blink of an eye, the three exchanged a hundred blows.
The battle continued, as the standoff gradually tilted in favor of the Third Elder of the Golden Crow Race.
Huff huff!
Lu Xuanji panted slightly; after a hundred exchanges, his magical power was almost depleted.
His realm was too low, resulting in insufficient magical power, making short bouts manageable, but extended battles increasingly difficult to endure.
"This has to end!"
With a long howl, the Third Elder struck out with his Golden Sword.
Lu Xuanji activated his Dragonfly Divine Form to dodge, but the sound of the longsword piercing flesh echoed.
Rip!
The cold blade altered violently in an instant, like a burning flame, searing through his flesh and blood.
The Golden Sword trembled, tearing Lu Xuanji's body into two halves in a moment.
