"Retrieve!"
With a flick of Aaron's fingers in spell gestures, the bronze tripod opened wide, akin to a gluttonous giant beast that swallowed the majority of the floating white jade flying swords in the void.
Then, a pair of Wind Spirit Wings sprouted from his back as Dark Flame Armor encased him. He had already stealthily moved through the cloaking fog, standing behind Li Ruyu.
"Die!"
With a punch thrown, the dark flames resembled venomous snakes.
The remaining white jade flying sword, being spiritually aligned with its master, bravely met the demonic fire. It then began waving uncontrollably in mid-air as if it had lost control.
"Ah...the Black Sun Demonic Fire! What wrongs have I done to you?"
Li Ruyu's soul was scared witless. Was there really a need for such desperation?
But Aaron did not give him another chance. He flicked a finger and a cluster of flames fell on the green umbrella.
