Bang!
Bang! Bang!
A series of explosions echoed as the Phoenix Sword Momentum slammed into Yang Tian's chest, sending him flying.
In mid-air, Yang Tian spat out a mouthful of blood.
But the next second, two explosions sounded simultaneously.
The Double Dragon Sword Momentum unleashed by Yang Tian also struck Wang Jie fiercely.
Wang Jie was jolted backward five steps before he steadied himself. He opened his mouth and spat out blood, but he wasn't angry. On the contrary, there was a trace of respect in his eyes: "Yang Tian... you have guts! If I weren't injured, I would kill you here in a minute! But I've been severely injured, and yet, you attack me recklessly; honestly, I'm scared!"
"Then go to hell for me!"
Yang Tian's eyes were bloodshot.
A vicious smile crept up his lips, and Yang Tian lifted the Holy Sword, leaping forward.
Blood from the wounds on his body flowed, staining the Holy Sword, turning its originally pure white hue into a deep red.
