Clang clang clang clang clang!
Sparks erupted densely,
After a fierce battle, it seemed that Fengmo Rizang, who was not at the same level as Ling Chen, couldn't gain any advantage.
"Damn it!"
Fengmo Rizang's eyes were gloomy, and even he didn't expect that under such circumstances, he still couldn't do anything about Ling Chen, making him feel a bit humiliated and filled with a mix of surprise and anger.
With anger rising in his heart, Fengmo Rizang suddenly fully urged the eight Wind Demon Hand Swords. Under his control, the eight Wind Demon Hand Swords suddenly merged into one, but its size increased by a full two times.
Although the size became larger, the speed of its operation did not decrease but increased sharply. As it spun at high speed, it seemed to cut the void into two halves, whirling head-on towards Ling Chen!
Clang!
