In that instant, the veins on Moya Vajra's body bulged like twisting black serpents, lending him an eerie and enigmatic appearance.
It was as if they would fly out of his body at any moment.
"Eternal Sand Slash!"
Mei Wuyan quickly retreated. With a slight movement of his wrist, the saber formed by golden sand slashed out again, carrying rolling golden sand like a small sandstorm.
Boom!
A huge collision sounded as the saber slashed at the Golden Bell Shield condensed by Moya Vajra again.
A crack slowly appeared on the Golden Bell Shield.
"Moya Vajra, looks like you haven't mastered the Golden Bell Shield!"
Mei Wuyan stabilized himself and a glint flashed across his eyes.
One of the two slashes was stronger than the other, but the Golden Bell Shield condensed by Moya Vajra only had a trace of cracks and did not have much effect on him.
"Is that so? Dark Vajra!"
