"I advise you to flee quickly," the Peacock King said leisurely.
"Seeking death!" Spard gritted his teeth, grasped the Blood Spear with one hand, and thrust it forward with full force, amplifying its power.
The Peacock King's figure flickered, effortlessly dodging, then lightly reaching out to slap the Blood Spear. With a loud clang, the spear trembled violently, nearly slipping from Spard's grasp.
Chen Yang would naturally not miss this valuable opportunity. With a flash of cold light in his eyes, he dashed in front of Spard, and his golden-glittering fist punched forward.
Boom!
With a loud bang, Spard was struck, spewing a mouthful of blood, and flew horizontally, crashing down onto the ground and piercing through a layer of the enormous palace.
The Peacock King spread his five fingers, each shining with a kaleidoscope of colors, clawing fiercely at the wind, sending down five blazing Sword Qi strikes.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
