"Roar!"
Only the sound of the Black Dragon crying out in pain was heard, the Sword Aura, empowered by Wind and Thunder Power, cleaved the dragon's shadow right in the middle.
Amid the cries, the dragon's shadow exploded, and the surging black waves shattered further.
Yet the speed of the Sword Aura did not slow; the power of wind and thunder continuously gathered, chopping directly toward the Eastern Demon.
A powerful strike, incredibly unmatched.
Even the Eastern Demon was a bit flustered at this moment; if he had blocked this sword, he would have been heavily injured.
"No! He might fall under this sword!"
The Eastern Demon sensed a breath of death enveloping him; this sword was irresistible.
Like a meteor streaking across the galaxy, the Sword Aura arrived in the blink of an eye.
"Celestial Spirit Fist!"
Suddenly, just seeing the figure of the Northern Army soar into the sky, a punch erupted.
