BUZZ!
Ye Fan's golden fist smashed down, like the hardest divine iron vibrating too rapidly, producing a piercing tremor. This was a burst of violent divine energy. Golden brilliance dyed the sky in splendor, as if a blazing sun had shattered in the air.
BANG!
The fierce and heavy golden fist slammed into the back of the Gold-winged Peng King's chest, making him spit out a mouthful of blood laced with golden threads.
ROAR...
The Gold-winged Peng King howled, his wild hair flying and standing on end. His sturdy body, possessing a demonic nature, emitted ocean-like terrifying waves as he attempted to reverse his disadvantage. The Divine Roc spread its wings. Without turning, he swept out behind him, his right arm as heavy as a mountain, compressing space until it collapsed. One could hardly imagine such ferocious power.
CLANG!
Ye Fan's golden fist struck, hitting the horizontally sweeping Roc arm, making a quaking metallic sound as if forging iron.
