This Time, I Will Win

"Pah...!"

Xiao Heng spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. Flames surged across his chest, directly burning away the remaining crimson power, along with some of Xiao Heng's own flesh.

But that was only temporary. Xiao Heng could feel that the power was still wreaking havoc inside him, and it was extremely troublesome. Even with several high-level powers at his disposal, he could not eliminate it in a short time.

Abruptly, Xiao Heng's figure vanished strangely. In the very next instant after he disappeared, a burst of crimson energy suddenly erupted where he had been standing.

The gradually healing spatial crack showed just how badly Xiao Heng would have suffered if that attack had struck him.

As the crimson light gradually faded, Hun Chen's figure appeared there once more.

Both of them wielded the power of space with extraordinary finesse. Teleportation, something only Dou Zun experts could achieve, was effortless for them. From that alone, their strength already far surpassed that of ordinary Nine-Star Dou Zongs.

"Hehe! As expected of you! Among those of the same rank, only you can bring me such a surprise." Hun Chen was covered in blood, his face savage, eight arms growing from his body like an evil ghost returned from hell. Crimson power gently churned around him, making space tremble.

Yet Xiao Heng felt not the slightest fear at Hun Chen's terrifying appearance. His body trembled slightly, not from fright, but from the surging battle intent that made him shudder.

He bared his white teeth like a madman, gently licking his bloodstained lips. A crazed smile spread across his face.

"You'll be even more surprised next."

Xiao Heng spoke coldly. The two long swords in his hands rose, and violent power swept through heaven and earth in a raging storm. Sword Qi, Sword Intent,