บท 273: This Is War [VI]

The sacred beasts of Midwinter and Fengyue were both of the gold type, appearing as two huge metal vortices strangling each other, one positive and one negative, at the same time pressing towards Haoyan, like two swirling grinding discs. The junction of the strangulation continued. A series of sparks rubbed the ground, accompanied by the sound of golden thunder. This power was very scary!

On the other hand, Ming Dong's mysterious spirit carving was of the wind attribute. In the loud phoenix cry, a huge wind blade rushes in front of the two metal vortexes and slashes towards Hao Yan.

Hao Yan was dazzlingly parrying Granny Fengyue's "24 consecutive blows" when suddenly he felt a strong wind blowing from his side, its power far exceeding the power of 24 consecutive blows.