Zhou Yuanhu stood motionless and raised his right hand slightly.
Boom...
Black-and-red true qi formed a wall before him.
The rain of arrows struck it like heavy snow falling into boiling water, corroding and melting away in an instant without raising even the slightest ripple.
"Toys."
Zhou Yuanhu grinned, revealing a mouthful of eerily white teeth.
He stepped forward and pressed his palm through the air.
Bang!!
An enormous black-and-red palm print formed out of thin air, carrying a reeking wind and waves of decay as it slammed toward the people at the island gate.
Tang Chong leaped up and swung his longsword, pouring all his true essence into it without reserve. A dazzling sheen flashed across the blade.
"Break!!"
The sword light collided with the palm print.
There was no shrieking explosion, only a dull splat, like a heavy hammer smashing into rotten mud.
Both terrifying attacks dissipated together.
The difference was that Tang Chong's body shuddered. He staggered back several steps uncontrollably, his face as pale as paper.
The Zhou Yuanhu before him unquestionably possessed the cultivation of a Peak Great Grandmaster.
At full strength, he might have been able to fight, but gravely wounded as he was now, he could never withstand him.
Yet Zhou Yuanhu had no intention of giving him a chance to catch his breath. The next moment, his true essence formed two enormous hands that slammed straight toward Tang Chong, seeking to kill him in a single blow.
Luo Yin immediately stepped forward from behind. Amid a dragon's cry and a tiger's roar, enormous phantoms of a dragon and a tiger appeared and collided with the two giant hands, producing a deafening boom. But the next instant, Luo Yin's expression changed.
His body flew backward uncontrollably.
After enduring the Spirit-Severing Calamity, he could