It could be said that the situation just now was all set, just lacking a roar.
And Jinzhao's dragon's roar perfectly fulfilled Yang Chen's needs.
However, Li Chongxiao didn't think so. With his nearly exhausted state now, he laughed in cold sweat, "Hahaha, Yang Chen, I can't believe you could push me to this extent. But what a pity, I still won. What else do you have now?"
"Li Chongxiao, in your current state, do you really think you can still win?" Yang Chen said.
Li Chongxiao's body shuddered, but he soon sneered, "Yang Chen, it's not bad to be able to push me to this point. It's just that you can only do so much. As it is now, I may be weak, but what else do you have?"
In Li Chongxiao's eyes, Yang Chen no longer had any means to trouble him.
But Yang Chen just smiled with his hands behind his back and flipped his wrist lightly, flinging his sleeves!
A small Ice-Fire Phoenix suddenly erupted from his sleeve.
