Although the experts could see that the four slashes, when executed, were affected by the need to fend off that spear thrust, somewhat diminishing their power. However, the heavy swords of the Eight-Armed Demon God—how could they be so easily blocked? Even warship armor would likely be cleaved apart!
Lan Xuanyu, upon landing, did not pause. His dragonlance surged forward, and his offensive erupted once more.
At this moment, everything became slightly surreal due to the sheer speed; countless gunlight shot through the air, emitting dazzling beams and flashes.
The Eight-Armed Demon God was not to be underestimated either—eight heavy swords swung madly, creating overwhelming slashes. In an instant, the arena was ablaze with golden and violet flashes intertwining. Their figures were barely visible anymore.
And yet, the deafening sounds of collisions continued to reverberate through the venue, shaking everyone to their core.
