The Demon Realm Retreats, The Art of Dual Cultivation (1)

Rumble!

Yao Lian flew back, his feet plowing two deep grooves in the ground.

Wherever he passed, be it trees or rocks, they were all shattered by the force.

The entire Demon Realm army was dumbfounded.

The eyeballs of the few surviving first-rank humanoid demonic beasts almost fell to the ground.

Lord Yao Lian was repelled?

"Roar!" Yao Lian let out a shocking roar. He bent his legs slightly and stopped himself from moving back further.

He looked up and was about to speak when a shocking sword beam landed on his head.

Boom!

Yao Lian roared angrily. His fists instantly turned pitch-black as he attacked the sword beam.

Crack!

The black light lingering on Yao Lian's fists shattered like porcelain, revealing his fists.

Swish!

The sword beam flashed so quickly that Yao Lian was unable to dodge it.