"Even if we lose, we cannot lose that badly. Ah Shi, give it all you’ve got!" Mo Yi Lin grit his teeth. The scales on his face were struggling and frowning, and in his hand he wielded a 50cm thick, 3m long huge silver white blade. On it were complex golden engravings, a silver white light energy flowed through it.
Ah Sh’s eyes were flushed red, while each hand was wielding a half moon blade.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The two of them moved simultaneously as Luo Feng gathered his blade energy.
Rumble!
Mo Yi Lin fiercely stomped on the arena and it shook slightly, he moved as quick as lightning. The winds howled around him and a visible high pressure ripple followed along, as he raised his huge silver white blade high and swung it at Luo Feng!
