Chapter 162 The Sword of the Fire Phoenix

Even staying on the back of the Leviathan, Carl could tell without looking that the entire inside of the ancient city must be a mess right now.

He gazed angrily at Donahue, the Bugmaster, who stood across from him, but his heart was incredibly torn at this point.

In the period of time just now, he had tried almost all the combat skills available to him.

However, whether it was Carl's Silver Explosion Bomb, Cyclone Bomb, or his Blast Sword Qi, Wind Trace, in front of Donahue's red insect flute, there was simply no way at all.

Often, whenever Carl's attack arrived, Donahue would use his free hand to give Carl's side an easy push.

No matter how sharp Carl's attacks were, in front of his red energy, they were all dispersed as strongly as possible.

As a result, Carl had worked so hard for so long that his Battle Spirit Power had been consumed, but it had little effect.

On the contrary, Donahue had been standing very calmly where he was, not even