"Hiss"
A sharp sword gleam slashed out, actually managing to block the Destruction Thunder Source.
The sacred flames from the Angel Martial Soul surged onto the Angel Sword, and even Qian Daoliu's aura continued to rise.
With another slash, he pushed the Angel Sword's purifying power to its limit. The Destruction Thunder Source was being dismantled and purified, but unleashing this strike had consumed Qian Daoliu greatly.
"Thunder God Sect Master, I think we should stop here. Even if you can kill the elders of the Spirit Hall Empire, your Thunder God Sect will likely be nearly destroyed as well."
There was a threatening note in Qian Daoliu's voice. This was Thunder God Sect territory, so there was naturally no need to worry about the consequences of the battle. As a rank ninety-nine Limit Douluo, he truly possessed such power.
"Fine."
Only after a long pause did Tie Li slowly reply.
The situation was indeed as Qian Daoliu had said. Continuing the battle would benefit neither side.
The other side had killed sect elders, while they had also killed Spirit Hall Empire soul masters.
Jiang Mo Douluo was gravely injured and unconscious, but Bing Ju's condition was no better. If they fought to the death, both might perish because of it.
"Huff, huff."
Ghost Leopard Douluo panted heavily. In that brief instant just now, he had felt death was so close.
A mark tore through space, striking straight into Ghost Leopard Douluo's forehead before Qian Daoliu could even react.
"Don't worry, I merely left a mark on him. You don't mind, do you?"
Qian Daoliu's gaze turned cold, but he did not act, because he knew Tie Li was prepared and would never give him an opening.
Ghost Leopard Douluo's expression changed. The mark would not affect him much, but