One man, one spear, diving down.
He channeled True Martial Arts Intent into his Wind Rider technique, and every step kicked up a ferocious gale.
He gripped the Godslaying Spear in one hand as it erupted in brilliant golden light. With a single thrust, the light expanded, looking like a Golden Dragon coiling its way out from his arm.
The twisting light of the Golden Dragon rushed toward Hong Renjie.
"Ten Thousand Beasts Divine Fist!"
Wild Beast Mengtian roared like thunder. The afterimages of his fists multiplied, resembling a stampede of ten thousand beasts.
His techniques all seemed to be derived from the forms of Desolate Beasts, containing their very essence. Their power was as bizarre as it was formidable.
For instance, the technique he was currently using was none other than the Snake-shaped Fist Gang.
The Fist Gang twisted continuously, leaving an elusive trail in its wake.
