630 No Shape, No Form

"Sky Bank!"

"Spiritual Sword Attack!"

"They are about to use their ace attacks!"

Everyone held their breath, with their eyes wide open. The killing attacks would not just be better and with more power. For example, if extremely powerful attacks did not land on their target, then it would not mean anything. Ye Chen's gold pattern was definitely a killing ace attack, its power even more intense than the Spiritual Attack's. However, he did not want to use his gold pattern to beat his opponent, since he wanted to know whether it was his Spiritual Sword attack that was faster or his opponent's Sky Bank attack.

"Alright! Taste my Sky Bank attack!" Beiming Hui squinted his eyes as he held his spear in his right hand and stepped on the ground, jumping out toward Ye Chen.

Ye Chen looked indifferent as he took out his gold sword out of its scabbard before extending his body and floating toward his opponent, seeming like a sword himself.

Shoo!