Bzz!
Facing dozens of Flame Whips, Xu Ye felt the sweat evaporate instantly from his face.
He neither hesitated nor retreated.
He pushed both Vortexes to maximum output. Veins bulged across his forehead as he felt an unprecedented surge of power flood his body.
His muscles swelled.
He stepped forward, stamping a footprint straight into the ground.
Then the dark red mist around the Black Blade in his hand surged. As it condensed to its limit, it erupted into a blood-red crescent edged in black.
The crescent collided with the dozens of Flame Whips. For an instant, they froze in place, then their point of contact exploded.
A tornado-like blast of air shot in every direction, tearing through the walls and ground. A nearby rusty metal trash can was crushed into fragments.
The already dilapidated houses nearby rattled as though struck by an earthquake.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The gale carried flames as it battered the sheet-metal roofs of several houses, nearly ripping them off.
Naturally, the commotion drew the attention of people nearby.
Some plucked up their courage and tried to approach.
"Xu Kid, keep attacking! When you don't know how many tricks your enemy has left, don't give her a chance to breathe!" the Bandit Lord shouted.
Xu Ye gritted his teeth, forcing himself to endure the discomfort of the energy rampaging inside him. The spiritual qi thread connecting his wrist to Wang Han moved again.
The shriveled Wang Han stood back up, his body inflating as he punched toward Lu E's face.
Astonishment filled Lu E's delicate face. She had never imagined she would still be unable to finish off a boy.
His methods were endless and bizarre, and even his strength was almost a match for hers.
Whoosh!
Once again, the sound of something slicing through the