Bang!
The white-haired man's fists were shining with a golden light, as if he was pushing the sun. Every punch he threw was like a long Dragon, directly creating holes in the sky. It was extremely domineering.
The faces of Supreme Bing Ye and the others sank, and their eyes flickered.
"If Jian Wushuang doesn't die today, there will be endless trouble for us. Let's attack together!"
Supreme Bing Ye said coldly. He stomped his right foot and a pair of long, narrow Ice Wings formed from ice crystals appeared on his back.
"Secret technique, divine might!"
He shouted in a low voice, and the ice leaf divine sword in his hand slashed down at the white-haired man as if it was stirring up a huge wave on the sea!
The other Supreme martial artists' expressions were solemn. After looking at each other, they also used their own special skills.
"One Thought Divine Kingdom!"