Kapitel 142: How About Letting Me Win?

Nine Dragons Soar was a spell exclusive to the royal family. Each golden dragon was incredibly majestic, standing at 300 meters tall. 

　　Zhou Xuanji stood on the tip of the mountain and swiftly cast the Soul-eater Slash.

　　Three streaks of demonic sword Qi shot out like claws and immediately tore one of the golden dragons apart.

　　Shortly after, he leaped up over and above the other eight golden dragons.

　　And he thrust his sword at Yang Renlong.

　　Yang Renlong refocused his eyes. He swung his right hand and summoned the purple circle again. The circle absorbed the violent gale and turned them into wind blades that swept toward Zhou Xuanji.

　　Zhou Xuanji's right hand thrust his swords swiftly and cast the Heavenly Lights.

　　His sword Qi turned into a gigantic tide, with the sun and the moon at the front, followed by the starlights, which did not lessen in magnitude compared to the golden dragons of the Nine Dragons Soar,