Su Jie had a smile on his lips, the Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder crackled all over his body, his spiritual power was unfathomable, and his aura completely suppressed Dong Yu.
"Enough with the nonsense, you, Su Jie, are not qualified to destroy my Guan Chao Pavilion."
Dong Yu gritted his teeth and tossed the Green Wave Furious Tide Umbrella in his hand.
The umbrella, painted with patterns of spring tide and a bright moon over the sea, opened and spun rapidly above Dong Yu's head.
In the next moment, boundless green tidal waves arose from the void, waves surging and rising, rolling up nine layers of waves, covering all eight directions with clouds, like an ocean pressing down on Su Jie.
"Let's see what you're capable of, Elder Dong."
