Boom... Boom... Boom...
The intense booming was astonishing.
Countless bolts of lightning struck continuously.
Xiao Yi's Blizzard Sword swung to its limit, creating heavy Sword Shadows.
Every collision between the Blizzard Sword and the thunder shook the sword body incessantly.
Xiao Yi's hand holding the sword was almost numb.
These bolts of lightning were as swift as the wind, shockingly fast; and as violent as thunder, making them hard to withstand.
It had only been a few seconds, yet the Sword Shadows had already dispersed under the lightning; his sword-holding hand was trembling with trickles of fresh blood.
Xiao Yi's face was unsightly.
With a loud thud,
four terrifying flames instantly surrounded him.
He swiftly retracted his Blizzard Sword.
Xiao Yi had no doubt, if he continued to withstand it, even the sword body of the Blizzard Sword would be damaged.
The appearance of the four mighty worldly flames instantly blocked the lightning.
