Xiao Wuliang and Yue Qianfeng were locked in combat within the Imperial Palace.
The Kui Niu and the Red Dragon clashed fiercely, their thunder and flames intertwining nonstop. The Qilin roared, and the combined forces of the Red Dragon Fire and Qilin Fire finally managed to barely suppress the much younger Divine General, Xiao Wuliang.
Yue Qianfeng spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
Feeling the Battle Halberd in his hand become slippery, he looked down to see his own blood had soaked the handle. Still clutching it tightly, he glared at Xiao Wuliang with tiger-like eyes as he carelessly wiped the bloody mess on his mouth and nose.
"Xiao Wuliang!"
"Come at me again!"
