Light Pillar

Thick blood vessels bulged beneath his skin, fire and blood flowing together within them.

Boom!

In an instant, Zhou Leng charged out. Thunder and fire coiled around his feet, generating immense force that propelled his body forward.

Though the two were clearly far apart, Zhou Leng had already thrown a punch.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...

Ten enormous illusory fists of light, their surfaces crackling with thunder and fire, broke away from Zhou Leng's fist and flew toward the Twin Shadow Dragon from different directions.

One of East Wind Fist's strongest killing moves: Advance and Blast Ten Nations of Advance and Blast Ten Thousand Nations.

Thunder and fire exploded behind Zhou Leng, and in an instant, his speed doubled.

Zhou Leng's fist and the thunder-fire fist phantoms sent ahead arrived simultaneously.

The ten thunder-fire fist phantoms formed a great circle and, together with his fist, slammed into the Shadow Dragon on the left.

Dazzling light bloomed.

A pillar of light nearly a hundred meters wide expanded, its blinding red glow shooting ten thousand meters into the sky. Lightning flowed along the edges of the pillar.

At the center of the light pillar, a huge golden cross-star glittered.

The pillar continued to expand before exploding, blasting out a massive shock ring near the ground.

The shockwave swept across the entire battlefield, sending the nearby Shadow Dragon that had been trying to attack flying backward.

The tremendous force overturned the earth, forcing the Twin Shadow Dragon's true body to cast a protective spell as he squinted toward the front.

As the light and dust gradually dimmed, a black figure stood within them.

The Shadow Dragon had been completely blasted into particles too tiny to see. Zhou Leng stood in midair over the massive crater, his breathing quickening.

The wound on his right hand split