Amid the ruins, two sets of heavy breathing rose and fell.
Li Yan felt as if he could not move even a finger. Tired—far too tired!
That last slash had nearly drained every last drop of his True Qi.
The power of stacking Thunderous Strike with Hundred Blades: Bloodbath in that single strike had surpassed Li Yan's expectations.
Huang Lingyan had been at the Half-step Energy Gathering Realm. Though his True Qi had yet to transform into energy force, he had already begun a qualitative breakthrough.
That slash had not merely broken through his defenses; it had cleaved him directly in two.
Not far away, the corpse was still hissing as blood seeped out.
Unless absolutely necessary, he should use that move less often in the future.
With that thought in mind, Li Yan struggled to prop himself up and looked toward Shangguan Feiyun in the distance. "Brother Feiyun, you're not dead yet, are you?"
"Ha... hahaha, not yet. But it feels like I'm close."
Shangguan Feiyun was indeed in terrible condition. The frost energy unleashed by the Frost Sword in conjunction with Beifeng Shahan was truly no trifling matter.
Moreover, to create an opening for Li Yan's final strike, he had nearly exhausted his True Qi to restrict Huang Lingyan's movements. Half his body was now frozen into solid ice.
After helping him up, the two looked at each other's miserable states and could not help but sneer.
"Come to think of it, Second Brother's cultivation is so high—how could you hold off that bastard surnamed Huang for so long?"
At those words, Shangguan Feiyun's expression darkened. "Do you think I'm like you, able to soar straight up to the heavens in cultivation?"
"This cultivation of mine was given to me by Elder Brother."
"Brother Liuyun? I meant to