An Xi curled his lips disdainfully and declared, "Just bring it on; I want to see how you'll render me unable to fight back, how you'll finish me off within eight strikes. Come at me!"
In the face of this, Xin Yun smiled and nodded. In an instant... Xin Yun's raised right hand sparked with eight continuous streaks of purple lightning from his palm, disappearing into the clouds overhead.
"Crackle crackle..." As the lightning entered the clouds, a sudden burst of electrical explosions rang out. At the same time, with a slight smile, Xin Yun's body sank, and Yinglong transformed into an arrow, shooting towards the Dark Giant Dragon like lightning.
Confronted by the lightning-fast Yinglong, An Xi's eyes brightened and the corners of his mouth turned up—an impressive speed indeed, yet even such velocity would not prevent him from retaliating.
