Fang Yu's figure rapidly plummeted.
With a boom, he landed on the ground, forcibly imprinting a pair of footprints onto the earth.
"Mandala, second form! Heavenly Gang Gold Needle!"
The Dragon Roar Sword suddenly transformed.
It took the shape of a golden needle, resplendent and brilliant.
"Taixuan Finger Technique!"
With the burst of Primordial Qi, pure Primordial Qi, combined with the finger technique, he shot out the Heavenly Gang Gold Needle.
Whoosh!
A flash of golden light.
Bang!
The golden needle struck exactly where Fang Yu had previously stabbed with his sword.
Ow—
The Lizard Dragon writhed painfully in the air, continuously twisting.
Its wings flapped chaotically.
Its entire body began to plummet.
With a loud crash, the dragon fell to the ground.
Dust flew up!
