Seeing this, Luo Yuheng raised the iron sword in his hand, and a towering sword Qi burst out from the bright sword body. Immediately after, a layer of blazing flames swam along the sword body, burning fiercely.
Her hand that was holding the sword was wrapped in a rotating stream of air, which was spinning faster and faster.
Xu Qi 'an was not idle. He gently clenched his fist, twisted his waist, and pulled his right arm back. Qi gathered in his fist, and the rising Qi distorted the air.
Compared to Luo Yuheng's magnificent operation and immortal-like means, the first-grade martial artist's condensed force appeared to be much more simple and unadorned.
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In the Great Rift Valley.
Xu Pingfeng raised his head and saw a twisted, huge vortex pushing away the sea water, heading straight for the Rift Valley.
