Crack... Crack... Crack...
Lei Hu's every move radiated an astonishing might.
In the air, cracks seemed to appear as if the air itself was being torn apart.
The physical strength of the Heavenly Extreme Realm was so formidable.
"Deacon Xiao Yi, now, do you choose to surrender or taste my fist?" Lei Hu mockingly looked at Xiao Yi as he began to move his feet.
He started to approach Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi frowned slightly and lightly moved his palm.
A biting killing intent instantly descended.
The three people behind Lei Hu were immediately oppressed by this killing intent, their faces pained.
Lei Hu's footsteps also came to an abrupt halt.
"A domain?" Lei Hu's face changed.
"No, just a Domain Martial Skill," Lei Hu quickly realized, scoffing.
"With these tricks, you can't stop my feet."
After speaking, Lei Hu's steps once again began to move.
Underneath his feet, sounds of cracking rose.
Xiao Yi's face tightened, and Primordial Power burst forth from within him.
