As ordinary martial artists advanced in cultivation, their abilities in every aspect rose alongside it. It was merely that each person had their own specialties, and the extent of their improvement differed. But no matter what, it should not have been like Ju Ye.
"His cultivation seems to have been sealed by something!" Ye Xiwen said, narrowing his eyes.
"Die!" Lei Zhengxun forcibly suppressed the various discomforts within his body. His eyes were bloodshot, his aura soared into the heavens, and countless Thunder Dragons once again began circling around him, terrifying beyond compare.
"You dared to injure me. Today will be your day of death!" Lei Zhengxun shattered the void with one step, then swung out a Thunder Dragon through the air. It came sweeping down over the heavens and earth; compared to before, Lei Zhengxun was even stronger now.
"Then come! This is exactly the kind of hearty, exhilarating battle I seek!" Ju Ye roared. The Wolf Tooth Club in his hand swept out in an instant, smashing viciously down at the Thunder Dragon.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The two were like twin war gods, constantly entangling and fighting in the void. They fought all the way from the ground into the sky, yet neither could do anything to the other. It was terrifying beyond measure.
They had exchanged blows for quite some time, but neither could gain the upper hand. Though Ju Ye lagged behind in other aspects, his strength was simply horrifying—strong enough to uproot mountains. It was as if he had abandoned everything else solely to strengthen his power.
This kind of unorthodox, sword-slanting approach was absurdly powerful.
"Ju Ye, you can be considered somebody. For such a figure as you to emerge among independent cultivators truly makes me see you in a new light. However, this