Tang Sect’s Long Yue

"Clang!" The flames circulated and engulfed Long Yue's entire body in an instant. Yet, Long Yue tightly gripped the saint sword that had descended from the sky in his right palm.

Yue Zhengyu felt as if he had stabbed into a metallic mountain. There was no way he could stab an inch further. On the other hand, the Holy Light that he had released enshrouded Long Yue's body which seemed highly dense that it was impenetrable. There was no way his Holy Light could bore into Long Yue's body no matter how hard he tried.

Subsequently, the Holy Light vanished while the saint sword in Long Yue's hand disappeared. In the next moment, the saint sword appeared once again. This time, it pierced directly at Long Yue's lower abdomen.

Long Yue's left hand crossed downward colliding with the sword's blade. Yue Zhengyu felt a rush of tremendous force unleashed that his body tumbled forward.