"No, that's just a phantom image."
At this moment, someone exclaimed again.
Everyone quickly lifted their eyes and looked, only to see a figure flashing on the stage, appearing to the left of Bai Jishun—who else could it be but Li Changlin?
It turned out that just now, when the Heaven Seal struck down, Li Changlin had already executed the "Eight Steps Chasing Cicadas" technique, effortlessly dodging the fatal blow.
"Not bad, not bad. The power of nineteen dragons—if I hadn't mastered a divine body technique, I might have really met my end on the spot," Li Changlin's eyes glimmered with playfulness as he spoke indifferently. Suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed at Bai Jishun.
Nine Yang Finger!
Whoosh!
This finger strike was as swift as lightning, its might rivaling even the Heaven Seal.
Everyone saw it clearly—when Li Changlin struck, nineteen phantom dragons suddenly condensed overhead.
"How is this possible!"
Many people cried out in disbelief.
