Following that, Sal landed on the ground, his steps unsteady and only by retreating repeatedly did he avoid falling.
"This is impossible!" Sal had a hard time accepting it, he looked up and his cold eyes fixed on Xu Mo, who had also landed. Bathed in the glow of lightning, Xu Mo walked towards him step by step, his casual strides seeming like a silent mockery to him.
"Is this all?"
From Xu Mo's mouth came a tone of disdain, "You are even weaker than I imagined."
"Unforgivable!"
Sal roared in anger in his heart, and with another thunderous roar, his savage body dashed out, the energy bursting from him growing more terrifying. Holding the War Axe, he charged at Xu Mo without leaping into the air this time.
"Boom!"
The violent Spirit Storm came again. Sal could clearly feel the constraints of the Spirit Storm on himself, though his savage Power couldn't be completely blocked by it.
