Turning the Tables

Xuan Yi's expression changed slightly, but he wasn't afraid.

With a flash, he retreated ten thousand feet away, instantly dodging Divine Emperor's attack.

Just as Xuan Yi steadied himself, the Divine Emperor's corpse charged over once more.

"Bang bang bang..." a series of dense muffled sounds rang out. The golden light on the Divine Emperor's corpse intensified, and with a flash, he appeared in front of Xuan Yi once more.

The sharp claws on his hands once again tore towards Xuan Yi.

Xuan Yi's figure did not retreat but advanced instead. He directly rushed to the front of Divine Emperor, his hands tightly clutching the sword in his hands.

"Boom!" With an explosive sound, Divine Emperor once again retreated.

"Roar!" The Divine Emperor's corpse let out a roar as his body spun in the air, his feet stomping fiercely on the ground.

Above his hands, the cyan brilliance kept flashing.