"Can you hold it?"
Wang Qian laughed arrogantly, raised his hand, and struck a fierce palm towards Zi Zhao Yan's Heavenly Thunder Protection Barrier.
In an instant, a fierce Yin wind arose, and the wind blades with strong corrosive forces continuously tore at that layer of thunder screen.
At this rate, Zi Zhao Yan might not be able to hold on for long.
"Soul Painting Shadow!"
However, Zi Zhao Yan was evidently very patient, waiting until the exact moment the Heavenly Thunder Protection Barrier shattered, before activating the Xuanxin Purple Eyes and triggering the Soul Painting Shadow ability.
Just as Ling Feng had speculated, her virtualization allowed her to completely ignore Wang Qian's Yin wind, as she floated lightly towards him.
Swoosh!
The shadow twisted and spun at high speed, brewing Thunder Power as it launched an attack towards Wang Qian at an incredibly tricky angle!
Crackle!
Arcs of electricity surged, ripping a long tear directly through the void!
