Whoosh!
Dalu made his move, unleashing a raging red wave, his curved palm like a blade, as if entangling a crimson flaming serpent, vivid and lifelike, almost tangible in its terrifying presence.
"Flaming Snake Hand!"
"That's a high-level martial art that can take form!"
"Die, Qi Zhen bastard!"
Showing off this move drove the Barbarians to peak excitement.
Xu Yang acted as if he heard nothing, took a step forward, his robe sleeves crackling, and sent out a punch that ripped the air!
Rumble!!
The fist's glow roared like thunder, shattering everything in its path!
The terrifying flaming serpent was struck as if hit by lightning, shattering inch by inch.
The True Essence Spiritual Light revealed Dalu's face, his fierce grin freezing instantly.
"Aaaah!!!"
A figure was sent flying.
An uproar suddenly ceased!
Deathly silence—not a sound!
Wuo Changyuan's eyes bulged round, his palm unconsciously digging deeply into his thigh.
"Fuck, how is this possible?"
