"Shake! Blood Sky Line!"
"Breaking Demon Frost!"
With a low shout, the two figures clashed, one above and one below, a shocking purple light flashed past their cheeks, marking the first direct collision of their Daoist skills.
Shards of broken ice scattered everywhere, stinging the face painfully, and the thick dust was completely blown away at this moment, revealing that the young man held a Thunder Sword in one hand and surprisingly utilized a completely opposing Daoist skill with the other.
"Wind Whirl Dust Rising!"
"Qian Yuan Thunder Move!"
The two repeatedly executed their Daoist skills four times.
The young man on the ground had a resolute expression, entirely focused, casting a hand technique with his left hand, which was a trophy seized back in the day from Wu Mingsheng. Yet, Wild Fox Zen was still Wild Fox Zen, utterly ineffective against the elite disciples of the Purple Cloud Palace.
