"Water Spirit!"
Both parties were still a kilometer apart when a curtain of water surged forward like a rushing river, rolling toward Yi Tian.
Fire restraining water, using Celestial Flame Palm at this time was not wise for Yi Tian.
"Dragon Roar!"
"Roar..."
Yi Tian's Cyan Gang Sword let out a vibrating sound, like a dragon's roar.
Then a layer of golden light enveloped the Cyan Gang Sword.
"Pa!"
As the water curtain swept over, Yi Tian swung his sword horizontally and vertically, slicing the water curtain apart, countless droplets scattering around.
"Celestial Nether Palm!"
The Nether Race Lord, a Qi Refiner, unleashed a Great Success SSS-level martial skill.
It had over 7500+ attack.
"Celestial Flame Palm!"
Yi Tian sheathed his sword and switched to his palm.
His level ten mastery of the Fire Mystical Technique far surpassed the Nether Race Lord in understanding the Mystical Technique.
"Boom!"
