"Bastard, take this move!"
Having finally escaped from the trap mechanisms, Deng Tianyu's face was grim, but this time he was much more cautious. He directly applied his qinggong, hovered in mid-air, and then struck towards Ye Xuan with a palm.
Within the Palm Force, there seemed to be a sudden flash of cold light. As it whooshed forward, it swiftly spread across his entire palm, as if freezing it solid.
"Ice Palm!"
With a loud shout, Deng Tianyu slapped forward, and the icy palm force stirred up a storm in front of him, continuously generating bursts of ice, chaining frost attacks that tightly pressed towards Ye Xuan.
"Rising Dragon Leg!"
Long Gudu also soared into the sky, his fierce leg force shooting out in mid-air. It seemed like an enraged dragon was roaring, transforming the vast airflow into a rising dragon shape, and in that instant, the leg light explosively shot out, aiming directly at Ye Xuan's position.
