The Black Sand Dharma Body glared furiously, flexed its muscles, and threw a punch through the air with its right fist.
Ao!
Suddenly, a black fist shadow burst forth, with the sound of space breaking resembling a wolf's howl!
"Burst Skill·Sand Break Wolf!"
The black fist shadow quickly expanded, its momentum startling.
At first glance, it looked like a ferocious black wolf pouncing.
Fang Zhixing was warding off the Yin Yang Dual Swords while keeping an eye on the Black Sand Dharma Body.
He had to admit, the way the people of Taoism fought was extremely superior.
One person split into Yang Divine and Dharma Body, with the Yang Divine controlling the sword and the Dharma Body capable of both attacking and defending.
Fang Zhixing was clearly fighting Ma Chengyun alone, yet it felt like he was battling two people.
The Yin Yang Dual Swords were both fast and fierce, and the Black Sand Dharma Body was tough as nails.
All sorts of dazzling attacks left him hard-pressed to cope.
