Chapter 242: Taking on Two at Once (Vote for Monthly Ticket)_3

Meanwhile, the golden, black-clad elderly monk with his hair and beard flying, continuously unleashed his palms. His palm technique was gentle and swift like the wind sweeping up fallen leaves, yet the force behind it was fierce like surging waves and terrifying storms.

"Bang."

The blade's energy shattered. Yang Ge leaped forward, his blade sweeping across like it could cut through legions. Without even looking at the results, he leaped into the air, turning back and attacking the two monks from the side.

Seeing this, the two monks shifted positions. The black-clad elderly monk roared and once again swung his palm to meet Yang Ge's attack. The shadow of the Eight-Armed White Elephant swung its axes and halberds, while the Vajra Pestle countered the blade energy.