"ROAR!!!"
Colored glaze golden flames, dragon and elephant sounds in unison!
In the center of the arena, a terrifying giant shadow that had swelled to over three meters in height surged forward. Vague golden patterns lined its ferocious arms as they stretched out, carrying a tyrannical gust of wind, shattering an Evil Ghost with one palm and obliterating a Rakshasa with a punch!
"Bang bang bang bang bang..."
The air exploded, and the sword light was crushed!
Bai Xiao's face was like iron, his charging body even pulled out a bunch of golden-red firelight midair. His fists rubbing against the air at high speed, every strike carried the irresistible force of a tsunami!
Even if he was in the depths of Hell, even if he was isolated and without aid, it did not matter!
Because he alone was the storm, he alone was destruction!
Rakshasas and Evil Ghosts are the incarnations of Hell's furious rage, cold-blooded and cruel.
But Bai Xiao was even more terrifying than them!
