C5 Angry Voodoo

"Whew ~"

He wielded his broadsword and cut through the air with his sharp sword. The Qi was twisted into a mass.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

In the air, he welcomed the incoming attacks with a pair of fleshy palms. With each palm strike, his monastic robe fluttered endlessly. Strong true essence internal energy gushed out from his palms, shattering the sword lights one by one