Palm of Lightning Demon

The prince was quicker, leaving an afterimage behind as the spiritual energy landed on empty air. His gaze locked onto Sean.

The prince knew that the Blood Slaughterer Peak disciples were definitely rushing here, he was dragging the battle for them to come.

The rage in Sean's eyes intensified at the sight of the menacingly approaching Ezra Zephyr. The sword in his hand suddenly shuddered as a sword cry rang out. Vigorous spiritual energy poured into it, causing countless rays of sword light to explode from its body as deadly power pulsed.

Even a 6th level disciple would have to retreat in the face of such power.

However, the black coat fluttered and appeared on Ezra's body to protect him.

This attack doesn't need Ezra to activate Dragon Pelt.

Sean icily chuckled as the sword in his hand thrust forward. It instantly split apart the space before him like lightning flashing through the night sky with unstoppable momentum.