Shen Long looked at the golden dragon claw with some surprise.
Chen Xin clearly cultivated poison skills, so what kind of divine skill was the golden dragon claw?
Lihuo True Monarch flicked his sleeve, and a foot-long red flying sword shot out, clashing against the golden dragon claw with a muffled clang of metal striking metal. The red flying sword flew backward, but a red shield rose to meet it, blocking the golden dragon claw.
A barrage of dense golden arrows shot out, seemingly about to pierce through Lihuo True Monarch's body, when his right hand emitted a bright red light, slashing towards the void. A vast expanse of red sword light swept out like a raging river of red swords, shattering the incoming golden arrows and disappearing into the golden mist with a series of dull thuds.
Lihuo True Monarch opened his mouth, and a ball of red firelight flew out and vanished.
