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"You've only got your birth into the Chen Clan to blame. Go on down, boy!"
An aura of death, condensed to the extreme, instantly enveloped Chen Qingrui completely.
Just as the axe blade was about to touch Chen Qingrui's robes, a streak of blood-red light, so fast even its afterimage was almost impossible to catch, suddenly appeared from the edge of the battlefield.
"Eighth Soul Skill: Blood Shadow Swift Spear!"
A swift beam flowing with phantom blood souls shot forth, the blood shadows coiling around the spear radiating an intense Blood Corrosion aura, and struck with absolute precision at a single point on the side of the power nexus in the giant axe's sweeping path.
"Clang----!!!"
A heaven-shaking boom like Cloud Piercing Stone Shattering exploded outward as the demonic spear formed from blood-shadow streaming flame violently clashed with the incomparably powerful dark-red giant axe.
Viscous Blood Corrosion energy and berserk Blood Fiend Power consumed each other madly, while sparks and shattered energy fragments sprayed wildly in every direction like a volcanic eruption.
The shockwave generated by the collision of pure force instantly shook the hard ground within a radius of over ten meters into dust, and waves of air churned.
Chen Qingrui was hurled backward by the energy vortex from that savage impact and slammed heavily into a broken stone pillar before his momentum finally stopped. Blood again spilled from his mouth and nose, but at least he had avoided that fatal axe blade that would have cut him in half at the waist.
He raised his head with difficulty and saw a figure in a dark gold fitted outfit, standing as straight and tall as a spear, firmly positioned between him and Qiu Ba—it was Qin Luguang.
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