One Yin, one Yang, one Water, and one Fire. They stacked on top of each other, creating a series of muffled explosions above the nine heavens.
Feng Yun was sent flying hundreds of meters away by Xuan Shuai's sudden counterattack.
The two of them temporarily stopped at a draw in the second round of confrontation.
Xuan Shuai put away his arrogance and looked at Feng Yun. "You actually can force me to this extent. You are a genius among geniuses!"
At this time, Feng Yun replied without modesty, "You flatter me. It's just so-so!"
"However, you still won't be my opponent. Now, prepare yourself. I'm afraid... I might accidentally kill you. Because... some power is not something that I can completely control!" Xuan Shuai said seriously.
To be honest, from now on, he liked Feng Yun a little.
No one doubted that he was glass. He just had the feeling that he had met a rare opponent. He did not want such a good opponent to disappear from the world.
