"What a joke! Do you think you're still in the ten directions divine realm if you want to catch me with your projection?"
Yunxiao spat disdainfully, then raised the cold sword of frost high with both hands and slashed down.
His elemental energy was almost completely depleted, but the ice sword was extremely sharp and his spiritual energy was full. With a slash, it turned into a sword ray that soared into the sky.
"Swish!"
The sword Qi pierced through the hand, but it didn't stop. It still grabbed down from the sky. In addition, the wound healed itself in an instant.
"Damn it!"
Yunxiao's eyes gleamed coldly as the giant hand reached out. He clenched his sword and formed a sword stance with his hand.
"Pa!"
Guang Yuan clenched his fist and caught Yunxiao.
"Bang!"
A hole appeared on the back of the hand as Yunxiao thrust his sword out and rushed out, jumping into the sky with loud bangs.
"Eh? That sword is indeed a little troublesome."
