Sun Tianyang, trapped in the pillar of ice, suddenly opened his eyes!
Rumble—
Purple light filled the sky, the sounds of thunder boomed everywhere.
The might of the Purple Star Thunderbolt, if not properly defended against, could even overcome Third Level Holy Kings.
But Su Yu was not happy that he had successfully struck his opponent, instead, his expression was grave as he retreated without hesitation!
Clank—
Su Yu flew backward. A steel fist flew toward him from within the purple light!
Su Yu's expression changed. He flicked his fingers and Divine Ice Threads danced in the air, narrowly blocking the treacherous steel fist! He looked towards the steel fist as the dust in the air settled.
Sun Tianyang's body was coated with a dull gold glow as if a layer of ancient copper had latched itself on his body. The Divine Ice Threads, which could cut anything, were unable to pierce him before turning into ice dust!
