"Even Seventh's eighth Soul Skill barely held it off. To think this Soul Skill was so terrifying!" the Second Elder exclaimed.
"Hmph, I refuse to believe this brat can launch many more attacks like that," the Third Elder said. As far as they knew, attacks this powerful consumed tremendous Soul Power. No matter how powerful Tang Xuan's Soul Skills were, he was only level sixty-nine himself and could not keep this up for long.
Tang San glanced at the Third Elder, worried that the Seventh Elder might soon be blasted to scraps.
The Seventh Elder looked up at Tang Xuan high in the sky. More than twenty levels separated their Soul Power, yet he was no match for Tang Xuan at all. What kind of monster was this?
The moment Tang Xuan raised his hand, the Seventh Elder swung his hammer and rushed at him, preventing him from launching another attack. He unleashed the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer against Tang Xuan, engaging him in close combat.
Seeing this, Tang San could not help laughing inwardly. This Seventh Elder was like a desperate patient grasping at any cure. He had been no match for his brother in close combat at the start, yet now he wanted to fight up close again. It was utterly pointless. With his brother's strength, even the Seventh Elder's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer would be useless. Besides, Tang Xuan knew its weaknesses perfectly well.
Tang Xuan caught the Seventh Elder's Clear Sky Hammer with his bare hand, then sent him flying with a palm strike, interrupting the power buildup of his Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.
Tang Xuan held his Sword Finger across his chest, then swept it out, sending a thunderbolt several times stronger than before crashing toward the Seventh Elder. The terrifying thunder and flashing lightning