Watching as golden light rose up around Lu Xingzhe, the light faded, leaving a golden Roc ghost image that flew straight toward the Man in Black Robe.
A long cry was heard, and with a flap of its wings, the Roc knocked down several people.
"Ancient Martial Arts!" The leader of the men in black robes squinted his eyes upon seeing this.
Then, with a flick of his wrist, he also conjured a Roc in front of him, but his Roc was made of flames, which then directly struck at Lu Xingzhe's golden Roc.
Lu Xingzhe lightly twirled his wrist and once again gathered Vital Energy, injecting it into the golden Roc.
The golden Roc collided with the fiery Roc, both pressing against each other mid-air, unable to determine a winner for the moment.
"Why are you standing there? Chop off his hands and arms!" The Man in Black Robe dueling with Lu Xingzhe scolded heavily when he saw several men beside him standing still without moving.
