"Heavens! The Great Elder actually used his Martial Soul Avatar! We get to witness the divine might of the Angel Spirit again!"
The soul masters of Spirit City shouted excitedly, all staring up at the sky in anticipation of this great battle.
Whoosh!
Qian Daoliu's figure flickered like a streak of golden light. He raised his sword and slashed, moving at an inconceivable speed.
"Who's afraid of close combat?"
With a wave of his hand, Little Jiu's scepter transformed into an ice-blue Tang saber. Another wave produced a fiery red dagger in his other hand—ice saber and fire blade.
His Flame Wings trembled, producing booming explosions. Using the explosive thrust together with his own flying speed, he was not the slightest bit slower than the Great Elder. His ice-blue Tang saber came chopping down.
This was military hand-to-hand combat, meant only for killing, never for show. Every strike was ruthless and lethal, far superior to Qian Daoliu's so-called knightly swordsmanship.
Little Jiu had pushed his abilities to their limit. With every slash, several ice needles separated from the Tang saber and shot straight at Qian Daoliu's eyes.
He hurled the flame dagger like a Hidden Weapon. Even if it failed to hit Qian Daoliu, once it neared him, he would control the Fire Power to make it explode. It was incomparably sinister.
If Qian Daoliu's Soul Power had not been so abundant, allowing him to constantly shield himself with Soul Power barriers, Little Jiu would have long since caught him off guard and beaten him into a miserable state. Even so, his proper knightly swordsmanship was completely crushed by Little Jiu.
"How is this possible?" Hu Liena's mouth fell open.
Bibi Dong praised him fervently. "Watching that little bastard fight is simply a pleasure. He constantly dances between life and