Dan Yang and Chi Yao naturally noticed this and couldn't help but worry if Cheng Xu could hold on.
In the arena.
The Nine Layers Flame Waves had already been stacked to the fourth layer. Although Xue Jingcheng had barely withstood it, Cheng Xu did not idle.
He took a big step forward and dashed towards Xue Jingcheng with his sword like a sea of clouds.
Xue Jingcheng's pupils constricted when he saw the fourth wave of flames and the Cloud Sword Technique attacking him at the same time. As he roared, two streams of black mucus shot out from his back and transformed into a pair of huge arms made of black mucus.
The black arm blocked the three waves of flames with one hand and the +5 flying sword with the other.
"Kid, I admit that I underestimated you!"
Xue Jingcheng watched helplessly as the +5 flying sword continued to pierce into the black sticky palm. His expression gradually became ferocious.
