Both of Duke Yuan Que’s eyes had turned crimson and a few of his teeth were broken. He raised both his hands and with a low, pained roar, he unreservedly poured all the energy he had left into his spears. The silhouette of the dragon behind him shattered and the image of two fierce dragons appeared on the bodies of his spears; one of them silver, while the other, black.
“It is the finishing move of the Duke Zhong Palace, Demon Dragon Slaughtering the World!”
“Che’er, be careful!” Yun Qinghong swiftly shouted.