In the center of the deserted island,
At this moment, the blizzard raged even fiercer.
The cold wind ravaged the barren land, stripped of any greenery.
On the battlefield,
It was a mess all around, with dead trees lying fallen everywhere.
The once white snow was now stained black by the mud beneath it.
Jiang Ning glanced at the Six-Armed Divine Descendant's Wind God Envoy; his figure moved again.
Roar—
In the blink of an eye, both witnesses saw Jiang Ning transform into a ferocious tiger bathed in raging fire, pouncing towards the Six-Armed Divine Descendant.
The roar of the tiger echoed through the heavens.
Moving at high speeds, the tiger trailed a tidal wave of fire behind it.
"This fist seems a bit stronger than at the beginning!" Guardian Xing, a kilometer away, watched the scene and secretly marveled.
The visible rate of improvement left him in awe.
At the same time,
