"Shadow Kill!"
His body transformed into a shadow, and the Shadow Lord twisted himself into the gaps of the fist light.
On the other side, the Spirit Mist Lord sneered coldly. He struck out with his palm, shielding himself from being hit by the fist light.
Splat!
The low-ranking Lord of the Tianyuan Association had managed to rush only about thirty feet away when he saw a flash of shadow in mid-air. A transfigured arm was aiming for his throat.
"Six Sun Slash Sky!"
Knowing very well this wasn't the time to engage in a fight, the low-ranking Lord of the Tianyuan Association, his body overflowing with golden radiance, punched out with both fists. Six round punch lights, about thirty feet in diameter, rotated rapidly up and down, radiating heat so intense it distorted the air around them.
