The Golden-Winged Peng swooped down with dazzling sharp claws. It was intimidating as it swiped down, emitted waves of sharp whistling sounds!
Not to mention a flesh and blood human, even solid iron and stone or mountain tops would be clawed to pieces. The large golden claw was terrifying to the extreme.
The little guy’s black hair fluttered behind him, blasted back by a strong gale. Electricity flickered within his two eyes, and while standing on the Suan Ni precious mirror, he directly took off into the sky.
Dang!
He fiercely contested with his fist. Symbols erupted between the two individuals, and it was as if a volcano was bubbling out, creating a vast and boundless light.
This was a showdown between their symbols’ divine might, as well as a contest of physical strength. The two sides were evenly matched, and it was difficult to determine who would win. They both flew out horizontally.
