In the sky, energy rolled and boiled like huge waves in the vast sea, blazing light swept across the sky, and deafening sounds resounded through the sky.
Xiao Yun and Ye Dadao were fighting fiercely in the sky, both of them showing unparalleled strength.
Xiao Yun is invincible in the Shenqiao realm and can kill powerful men in the Cave Heaven realm.
However, Ye Dadao is not an ordinary Cave Heaven Realm monk. He is the Holy Son of the Holy King Sect. He has extraordinary talents and is also a genius.
If it were Zhao Wuji, he would definitely not be Ye Dadao's opponent. After all, he was far different in level.
But Xiao Yun is different. Xiao Yun has reached the ultimate level in the Shenqiao realm, and whether it is mental power or magical power, he is stronger than Ye Dadao, but his spiritual power is not as strong as Ye Dadao.
Therefore, the two of them fought fiercely, and they were evenly matched.
Ye Dadao couldn't do anything to Xiao Yun.
"Is the Cave Heaven Realm so weak?" Xiao Yun fought with Ye Dadao while mocking with disdain: "If I were in the Cave Heaven Realm, killing you would be as easy as slaughtering a dog. You are really a waste.
"Ye Dadao roared again and again. He is the holy son of the Holy King Sect. How has he ever suffered such humiliation? He was so angry that his roar burned the nine heavens.