Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
"Is that so? I wonder if you can withstand another blow?" Mo Fan asked rhetorically.
The Elder of the Shadow Tribe could only last for a limited time. Mo Fan was not willing to waste even a second. He was only talking to Zu Xiangtian so he could catch his breath. His body was struggling to bear up under the Elder of the Shadow Tribe's outstanding strength.
The cloak on Mo Fan's back beat wildly, like a pair of wings. He vanished into thin air.
The hooded cloak suddenly appeared above Zu Xiangtian a second later. The Demon Saber thrust at Zu Xiangtian fiercely.
Zu Xiangtian was also a Wind Mage, and immediately Summoned a gust of wind to carry him into the distance when he realized something did not feel right.
The Demon Saber stuck into the water with overwhelming force!
Its black Aura turned into ferocious flames that devoured the water, like a meteorite had just fallen into the sea.
