Chang Guwu's pupils abruptly contracted to pinpoints. He had only just suppressed the slight backlash within his body caused by his shattered spell and was still stunned that Shi Pojun had been forced back by Chen Fei's single halberd strike. Just as alarm bells began ringing wildly in his mind, he discovered in horror that Chen Fei had appeared out of thin air less than a zhang before him.
At such close range, he could clearly see Chen Fei's eyes, calm to the point of near indifference, and his own reflection within them.
Cold. Merciless. Like the gaze of death itself.
Then, a dark golden chill flashed upward in a slanted sweep, filling Chang Guwu's entire field of vision.
It was the blade of the Qian Yuan Halberd, carrying a terrifying killing intent that had locked onto his soul, leaving him nowhere to evade and nowhere to flee, as it silently descended toward his neck.
"Not good!"
Chang Guwu felt his soul nearly leave his body, all his previous gloominess and composure vanishing without a trace.
His Wind-Thunder-Earth-Fire Tornado had just been casually swept apart by a single halberd strike from his opponent, already making him realize how absurdly powerful Chen Fei was. And Shi Pojun—an expert at the Half-step Great Cang Realm Late Stage—had actually been sent reeling by one halberd strike in a direct clash.
From what Shi Pojun had said earlier, hadn't this brat only broken through to the Great Cang Realm Early Stage not long ago? Was this the strength of someone who had "only broken through not long ago"?
Chang Guwu's response could not have been faster. Without even thinking, he moved at the greatest speed of his life and made the most instinctive response possible.
Wind-Thunder Barrier!
Chang Guwu let out a short, piercing