Sky Splitting Swordplay, Second Form

"Demon Horn, do you want me to make a move? On your own, you don't seem able to take him down," the youth suggested.

The fierce-looking burly man held up three fingers. "Three moves. If I can't take him down in three moves, you can step in. For now, just keep him from escaping."

As a Demon King of the Devil Race, the fierce-looking burly man had his own pride. To him, taking down Ye Chen was not a particularly strenuous matter. Since it was not strenuous, why should he win by sheer numbers?

"Fine."

The youth nodded and remained still.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

A surge of powerful electricity suddenly leapt between the fierce-looking burly man's twin horns. The two spiral-patterned pointed horns glowed and heated up as though charged with lightning.

Known by the title Demon Horn, the pair of curved horns atop the fierce-looking burly man's head were naturally no ordinary horns. They contained formidable devil power.

The devil power flowed back into the fierce-looking burly man's body, and his devilish aura immediately doubled. The black scales covering his body also faintly reddened, like metal roasted by flames.

"Demon Dragon Battles Heaven Secret Art!"

With an enraged roar, the fierce-looking burly man drew his right fist back beside the rear of his head, then smashed it forward. A phantom of a black giant dragon roared as it charged toward Ye Chen, plowing a savage rift through space.

"His combat power has grown stronger again."

Ye Chen did not dare be careless. With a flick of the Scorpio Sword, an invisible wave of spatial ripples swept toward the giant dragon phantom. After his Space Profundity had reached seventy percent mastery, although Mirror Flower Devastation could not fully unleash the vastly enhanced mysteries of Space Profundity, its power had still