"Fire God Palm!"
Old Shen didn't waste any words. Seeing the Sword Intent surging from Ye Xuan's body into the sky, he raised his palm, and a scorching flame erupted on his body. He struck towards Ye Xuan with a palm.
"Heavenly Destiny Step Skill!"
Simultaneously as he struck a palm, Old Shen also stepped forward, his movements like a dragon and tiger, his figure ghostly. Faintly, there seemed to be a phantom of an ancient dragon-snake, looming behind him.
"No wonder he's a favored figure beside Xing Liuli, indeed his strength is extraordinary."