At the center of the desolate island.
The wind and snow were even fiercer now.
The bitter wind raged across the barren, bald desolate island, where not a single hint of green could be seen.
On the battlefield.
The ground was a complete mess, with withered trees collapsed everywhere.
Even the snow-white accumulation had been dyed black by the mud beneath the snow layer.
Jiang Ning glanced at Spirit Envoy Feng in his Six-Armed Divine Descendant form, and his figure moved once more.
Roar—
In both their eyes, Jiang Ning abruptly transformed into a Ferocious Tiger bathed in Raging Fire and pounced at the Six-Armed Divine Descendant.
The Ferocious Tiger's roar resounded through the clouds.
As he moved at high speed, towering waves of fire surged up behind him.
"This Fist Momentum seems a little stronger than it was at the start!" A thousand meters away, Protector Xing saw this scene and was secretly shocked.
That speed of improvement, visible to the naked eye, left him endlessly amazed.
At the same time.
Watching the Fire Tiger carrying waves of flame as it lunged straight at him, Spirit Envoy Feng, in his Six-Armed Divine Descendant form, threw several punches at once, sealing off the Fire Tiger's forehead, eyes, chest, and other vital points.
After the Fist Momentum shattered the defenses of his mental world, it was reflected in his mind.
At this moment, in his eyes, Jiang Ning was no different from a Fire Tiger.
He could not break the image reflected in his mind by the Fist Momentum.
Even though he knew the Fire Tiger before him was an illusion.
When he made his move, his strength was still weakened by thirty percent.
The next instant, Boom—
From the point of collision, a visible wave of air spread outward.
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