"Futile struggle."
In the sky, the Black Phoenix sneered with disdain, suddenly swooping down from above, its sharp claws carrying strands of dark wind disaster, stabbing straight at Ye Chen's top of his head.
"Heavenly Dragon Eight Divine Sounds!"
Ye Chen shouted in a booming voice, suddenly wielding his Dragonslayer Sword, emitting a series of magnificent sword sounds, slashing straight at the Black Phoenix.
Om! Ba! Ne! Pa! Me! Moo! Woo! Bo!
One by one, the resplendent Hongmeng syllables exploded on Ye Chen's sword, with countless Buddha Light surging, even turning the runes of the Dark Source Talisman into hollowed-out gold, appearing glorious and dazzling.
In the void, there were even chants from the Heavenly Buddha Holy Hall, displaying an incomparably grand phenomenon.
Zheng!
Sword and claw clashed.
Sparks flew in all directions.
"Such petty tricks, how dare you show off in front of me?"
