"Old thief, you must die!"
Using the King's Fist, Ying Yue's combat power had long crossed into the Chaos Dao Lord realm, with every punch and kick carrying destructive power, crushing everything effortlessly, overwhelming in its might.
Facing his frantic attacks, the Time Elder dared not be careless, summoning back the Time Temple to firmly protect himself, thus Ying Yue's attacks were all directed at the Time Temple.
Amid the sounds of constant collisions, the Time Temple was smashed backward, with the Time Elder desperately infusing Chaotic Primordial Essence to urge the Time Temple to withstand Ying Yue's attacks.
"Time Elder, aren't you a dignified Chaos Dao Lord? Hiding in a tortoise shell, what kind of ability is that?"
Ying Yue laughed madly, his fists colliding against the Time Temple, bursting with brilliant golden light, punch after punch, kick after kick, each move deadly, without mercy.
"Boy, let's see how long you can be arrogant!"
