Sandstorms reversed, and the fierce wind howled.
Xie Xuanyi threw punch after punch, each one resonating with the Great Dao, and heaven's will.
Despite the vast difference in their Divine Bodies.
But the scene was clearly in Xie Xuanyi's favor, as he firmly suppressed the Primordial Saint, leaving him unable to counterattack, only able to defend.
"This kid's moves..."
"Why do they feel so familiar?"
The more the Primordial Saint fought, the more alarmed he became.
In the intelligence mastered by Great Ape Mountain, there had been mentions that Xie Xuanyi was not only skilled in the Flying Sword Skill, but his physical body was also quite remarkable. Yet, such a level of physicality was no different from that of purely Martial Artists... After the fight started, the Primordial Saint felt that every move and style of the opponent hit his "Achilles' heel."
No matter how he defended, it was extremely uncomfortable!
