Whether in combat experience or in the use of true energy, Yin Shi was utterly incomparable to Yin Henzi. With the same realm and body, even two Yin Shis would not be a match for Yin Henzi.
Sikong Jing stood atop the mountain, looking down at Yin Henzi as he replied, "Likewise..."
"Kill!"
The two had nothing to say to each other. Almost the instant Sikong Jing's words fell, they both let out low shouts.
Yin Henzi took a single step forward, his entire body turning into a streak of white light as he charged at Sikong Jing.
In that instant, a world of ice and snow formed around Yin Henzi, while frost demon wolves seemed to roar within it. That was the power of Yin Shi's sixth-grade Frost Wolf King battle body.
Sikong Jing, meanwhile, leaped down from the mountaintop. A sword instantly appeared in his hand as he unleashed the Ten Dragon Chaos-Slaying Sword.
Ten demon dragons roared continuously around his sword light, but its outward might was far weaker than Yin Henzi's, because Sikong Jing possessed no battle body power.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
In an instant, the two currents of true energy collided between the mountain's peak and its foot, erupting in violent metallic clashes.
Ice and snow clashed continuously against the sword radiance formed by the ten demon dragons. Sikong Jing's gaze was icy, his sword surging forth like a racing dragon in an unending torrent. Yet faced with Yin Henzi's terrifyingly powerful moves, the Ten Dragon Chaos-Slaying Sword was still somewhat lacking.
After all, every martial technique Yin Henzi used was of Emperor-grade.
Thus, the moment Sikong Jing fell into a disadvantage, he immediately changed moves. A spear appeared in his grasp as he transformed his technique into the Iron-Wing Sky-Soaring Spear. Every thrust was