"Roar!"
The earth shook as Sikong Yan roared, flying fiercely out of the void.
His eyes were bloodshot, and a violent aura surged massively towards the sky.
"I will kill you."
Sikong Yan's face twisted with ferocity as his massive hand descended from the sky, vowing to deliver a fatal blow.
As he made his move, a sudden scent of blood filled the air, and turbulent air currents tore through the sky.
Jian Jingtian refused to show weakness, and without a hint of evasion, launched himself back into the fray with his fists.
Boom!
An explosive sound shook the heavens and the earth. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged hundreds of blows, leaving the entire arena sky filled with their afterimages.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The sound of countless blades slicing through the air echoed, as a grand and cold sword light sliced through the sky.
Finally, Sikong Yan drew his sword, knowing he couldn't match Jian Jingtian physically, this madman.
