"Choke!"
Dragon Sparrow precisely wedged into the forks of the trident while Zhao Changhe's body slightly wavered, visibly straining as he stepped backward onto the reef and floated away, but he caught it!
He faced the Sea Emperor's strike head-on, and retreated only slightly without injury!
At the same time, his left hand, Dragon Emperor, fiercely thrust out, sending a Sword Qi curling towards the Sea Emperor's lower abdomen. The sound of the wind roared from behind; San Niang's fist was already at the back of his head. From the side, the chilling cold swept in as Xia Chichi's Bing Po aimed straight for his neck side.
The Sea Emperor, who hadn't finished his harsh words, was shocked. What was happening!
