"If you truly have the skill to possess me, the Dragon Tooth would naturally be yours," said Long Yan, his expression gradually becoming severe. The aura of the Slaughter Mystic permeated around him as his saber Qi surged towards the sky, evil Qi rising.
At the moment his words ended, Long Yan's figure violently dashed out, slashing his saber towards the Ancient Evil Spirit. The saber aura, like a trained whip, tore through the air, enveloping the Ancient Evil Spirit within it.
"Human boy, you are still not enough!"
In the Ancient Evil Spirit's disdainful voice filled with contempt, there was no fear for Long Yan. As the Slaughter Blade Aura was about to strike him, a beam of demonic light shot out from his pupils.
"Bang!"
The demonic light collided with the Slaughter Blade Light, and with a bang, the Slaughter Blade Aura was directly shattered into oblivion.
"Sixfold Combat Power, increase!"
