A pair of cold eyes stared at Sun Wukong, carrying a terrifying killing intent.
Sun Wukong was somewhat surprised; this guy was even more formidable after the setback.
He smiled faintly, pointing his Jingu Bang at the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow. No matter what, today the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow is destined to be defeated.
Hiss.
A sword light descended, faster than imaginable, landing before Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong reacted instantly, turning to evade it, but still narrowly missed being swept by the opponent's sword light.
"Such speed."
Sun Wukong praised.
The Golden Crow Clan, being avian, naturally doesn't lack speed.
Moreover, the Golden Crow itself is the Sun, naturally possessing astounding speed incomparable to ordinary birds.
It's only expected that the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow has such speed.
He ignored Sun Wukong's praise, as a series of sword lights emerged from his back, forming a gold sword wheel that reversed, covering Sun Wukong below.
"Well done."
