Bang!
A massive boom resounded through the sky. Zhao Fu swung with all his strength, sending an invisible sword intent slashing forth as though it had cleaved space itself in two, leaving behind a huge rift. The two incoming light spears were cut in half, dissolving into motes of light.
Having split apart the two light spears, Zhao Fu continued charging toward the Lionfolk.
The Lionfolk's expression was icy as he raised one hand. An even more immense force of heaven and earth gathered, forming a powerful suction force, and then the Lionfolk lowered his hand once more.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Five thousand-meter-long white light spears shot down from the sky with immense, terrifying power. They were incomparably fast, like five streaks of flowing light trailing five white trails as they shot toward Zhao Fu as if to pierce through heaven and earth.
Bang!
The five spears gave Zhao Fu no time to react, striking him with the force of thunder and smashing into the ground. A terrifying shockwave spread out, destroying everything in its path. The ground shook violently, and the spectacle was astonishing.
The spectators could not help swallowing as they watched the Lionfolk display such terrifying strength, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. Was that mysterious man who had been struck still alive? An ordinary person would likely have been blasted into dregs.
Clang!
A sword cry suddenly rang out across heaven and earth as a streak of black sword light shot into the sky, cutting the five white light spears into countless pieces that dissipated into white motes.
The black sword light rushed into the heavens as the force of heaven and earth gathered madly, forming an incomparably enormous black vortex carrying an immensely dreadful pressure.
A black-blood-colored magic formation emerged in the sky, radiating countless