Roar!
A powerful shock wave instantly sent Bi Fan flying. Even the dragon-scale shield around him nearly shattered, its light dimming.
But Bi Fan paid it no mind. His eyes were fixed on Heitian.
He saw Heitian throw his head back and roar, letting out a beastlike cry. His newly restored hands clamped over the eye on his forehead. His whole body convulsed, as if he were in agony.
"It works!"
A glint flashed in Bi Fan's eyes.
This palm strike, stained with dragon blood, was ten times more effective than his second Taiyi Sword form, Turning the Heavens.
He could feel the demonic energy around Heitian weakening at an astonishing rate.
Without hesitation, Bi Fan drove his movement technique, arcing through the air as he shot toward Heitian again.
Heitian seemed to sense the danger. One hand still covered his forehead while he lowered the other, glaring at Bi Fan with murderous intent. He shouted that he would kill Bi Fan, then swung his hand at him.
Heitian was immensely powerful. Each strike carried the strength of a peak Chaos Divine Venerable.
Bi Fan's dragon scales could have withstood the blow, but he didn't take it head-on. He deftly dodged Heitian's attack and closed in, unleashing a slash with his qi-and-blood sword force.
He carved a bloody gash across Heitian's face and the hand covering his forehead.
Demonic energy poured out in a frenzy, repairing the wound, but Bi Fan was faster. Before it could heal, his second and third strikes had already landed.
He cleaved Heitian's head apart, hand and all.
The eye was exposed once more.
It stared at Bi Fan, then abruptly contracted, as if terrified.
Holding the Taiyi Sword, Bi Fan gave it a light slash. Blood splashed across the blade, staining it a pale