The tremendous impact made Lu Xiaotian's body jerk backward, but the power of the entire Wyvern Battle Formation was concentrated on him. The shock from that exchange had not fallen on him alone.
A considerable portion of the impact had been transferred away. Lu Xiaotian quickly recovered, then swung the halberd down again with hardly any pause.
The Sinful Dragon Heavenly Venerable had likewise been sent flying backward by the violent collision. The shock in his heart was even greater than before. On the surface, the two sides had appeared evenly matched, but only the Sinful Dragon Heavenly Venerable knew his own situation.
The battle formation's lingering might was incomparably fierce, and it also possessed tremendous aftereffects. The first clash alone had already thrown the energy within him into disorder.
By contrast, the dragons led by Lu Xiaotian opposite him were surging with momentum. It seemed their fight just now had merely been an appetizer...
However arrogant the Sinful Dragon Heavenly Venerable was, he could not help growing more wary. The Wyvern Battle Formation truly lived up to its reputation. Even when wielded by these dragon juniors before him, it was no small matter—it actually left him feeling restrained at every turn.
His opponent had already displayed strength capable of matching him head-on. As for how long these dragons could maintain their current offensive, the Sinful Dragon Heavenly Venerable had no idea.
Perhaps they could hold out longer than he could. If that truly happened, things would become extremely awkward.
Now that the battle formation under Lu Xiaotian's command had begun attacking, it would not be easy to stop. Even if the Sinful Dragon Heavenly Venerable wanted to withdraw, he would first have to repel this wave of attacks.
"Sinful Cold Sun Pavilion Formation!" The Sinful Dragon Heavenly Venerable naturally