"Chila!"
A blinding sword light slashed through.
"Boom! Rumble! Rumble rumble!"
Amidst the earth-shattering thunderous sounds, this splendid and transparent river of sword light pressed down on Ice Roc King's bloodline with the authority of the Great Tao.
As the sword light flew by, thunder orbs continuously burst forth from the river of light, falling into those extreme cold storms.
Clusters of storms, refined by the Ice Roc King's bloodline, were annihilated in an instant.
When Ice Roc King saw that the situation was not good and flapped his wings to escape, the sword light, with unstoppable momentum, decapitated him, severing his head from his neck.
"Your Nine-Headed Old Ancestor had all nine heads chopped off by me, let alone you?"
"Boom!"
Pang Jian's towering figure suddenly appeared, his gigantic hand reaching into the void and grasping Ice Roc King's bird head.
"Crack!"
