Meng Jingzhou stretched his neck and tore off his mask, "Damn it, after waiting for so long, my realm has finally fluctuated to the Transcendance Tribulation Stage."
Meng Jingzhou unleashed the Supreme Yang Earth-Shaking Eight Styles with a single step forward, throwing a punch to kill. How could Yang Kongdong fear a junior? He descended like a Heavenly God, his palms bursting with brilliant radiance. When fist met palm, the space shattered into long lines.
The Green Peak Sword tore through the void. One Sword Becomes Ten Thousand. Sword Qi hung inverted, filling the sky even more than the snowflakes, sharp and blinding, alarming to the soul, with a chilling intent to kill. The falling Sword Qi disturbed Yang Kongdong's rhythm of palm strikes.
The two had barely made a move before putting Yang Kongdong at a disadvantage!
"Lu Yang, Meng Jingzhou!" Yang Kongdong recognized their identities.
