The light sword in Yu Quan's hand turned into a physical object. The light aura dyed the surroundings and brought him a holy aura.
Boom!
With a loud bang, countless white lights shot in all directions with a dazzling light. Kun Yao turned into a stream of light and instantly retreated, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Although Yu Quan was very strong, he shouldn't be so strong.
Enduring the onslaught, Yu Quan pivoted, skillfully evading Long Jiu's aggressive strikes, making the attacks miss their mark around him.
However, Kun Yao and Long Jiu dodged and retreated with a single strike.
"Celestial Feather race!"
Long Jiu's fists and palms struck the ground, leaving behind a trace of bright red blood. Kun Yao observed Yu Quan cautiously.
"Accept the judgment of God!"
Yu Quan raised his hands and held the abnormally wide sword of light with both hands. His face was filled with fanaticism.
In the next moment.
