High in the void, Jiang Bei and Zuo Yaoxuan's battle had reached a white-hot stage!
The two attacked madly, fist winds tearing through the void as blade light flashed relentlessly!
Every collision exploded like thunder from the Ninth Heaven, violent spiritual-energy shockwaves spreading wildly and churning the skies above Yangjiao Ridge into darkness and chaos, shattering the mountainsides.
Hundreds of exchanges passed in the blink of an eye. The two figures moved like ghosts, fighting from the clouds to the mountaintop, then slaughtering their way back into the heavens.
Wherever they passed, the earth cracked and dust filled the sky. For the moment, neither could gain the upper hand; they were evenly matched!
Yet as the prolonged battle continued, Zuo Yaoxuan grew increasingly agitated.
He could not accept that he, the peerless prodigy of the Zuo Clan Ancestral Hall, a Peak God King who had achieved this realm in less than sixty years, had been entangled in battle by a God Vener Realm disciple of the Sacred Hall!
This was simply the greatest humiliation of his life!
"Bastard!"
At that moment, Zuo Yaoxuan smashed aside Jiang Bei's descending blade with a punch. His face twisted as he roared sharply, "If This Seat had not underestimated you earlier and allowed you to wound me by sheer luck, I would have taken your dog life within ten breaths! Do you think you would still be alive now?!"
Yet Jiang Bei remained utterly unmoved by his mockery. His gaze was sharp, and the Vast Void Heavenly Blade in his hand did not slow in the slightest as it continued cleaving down furiously. At the same time, he shouted coldly, "A man on the verge of death still wants to win with his tongue? In that regard, you are even worse than your two