"Zhenyang Transforms the Evil!!!"
With a whoosh, it was as if a lighter's flame ignited from the index finger of Li Fan's left hand.
Then Li Fan's legs shook, and he knelt on the ground.
It was no use, he was not only mentally exhausted, but his Primordial Spirit was also drained of energy, and the two moves he had just made clearly had two streams of Dao power sealing his Primordial Spirit. Creating this spark nearly gave him a heart attack...
The Extremely Evil Sword needed to be close to stab repeatedly, now with his heavy injuries from the opponent's Primordial Soul Technique, close combat was impossible, and his only choice for a ranged attack was relying on the Zhenyang Fire.
In fact, Li Fan had other Primordial Soul Techniques, but for a calm reason, the damage dealt by his Primordial Soul Techniques was limited. And against old demons like Lu Ya and Lu Huansheng, verbal counterattacks were probably a waste of effort.
