Attack and defense had traded places.
Wenren Qihan began to think of retreating.
The True Lord had ordered him to kill Zhang Yuan, but he was no fool. Why would he rush headlong to his death when he knew he could not win?
Fine, I'll retreat for now.
"Hmph, trying to leave?"
Seeing Wenren Qihan about to leave, Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed. "Attack!"
The man had come to kill him. How could he let him leave just like that? At the very least, he had to leave half his body behind, just like that Flood Dragon Ao Qing.
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Yuan hurled the Weather and Season Mystic Pearls down as soon as he spoke. At the same time, the Broad Thunder Sword and the Flying Light Sword each slashed out a streak of Three-Colored Qi Light.
Qin Tianyi immediately followed suit. Laughing loudly, he thrust his hands forward again and again, unleashing formidable blue-white thunderbolts from his palms.
After taking a beating for so long, it was finally his turn to strike back!
"Heh."
Wenren Qihan's expression did not change.
Although the Pre-Heaven Supreme Treasure countered the Mystic Wonder of his Divine Ability, these few people were indulging in wild fantasies if they thought they could keep him here.
Wenren Qihan spun around. The young man whose form he had assumed instantly transformed into a slender Red Dragon a foot long. Before the qi light and thunderbolts could reach him, he slipped into the void and vanished.
"He has another Mystic Wonder for running away?" Zhang Yuan asked in surprise.
Vanishing in an instant without causing any fluctuations in the chaos void was not something a Divine Ability or Escape Art could accomplish.
"It wasn't a Mystic Wonder. True Dragons are sacred beings of pre-heaven origin, born