On the Life-and-Death Arena.
Gu Yi and Chu Zhanpeng, locked in fierce combat, did not stop fighting because of the bells and drums that shook Cloud Sea Sect.
Just moments ago, Young Master Dapeng Chu Zhanpeng had spread his wings, his body turning into a streak of light as he darted to one side in the blink of an eye.
Surging True Essence filled with savage force coursed through him. His palm had already transformed into incomparably sharp roc claws, which viciously tore toward Gu Yi's chest.
Gu Yi remained calm. Tangible Killing Intent suddenly erupted from his body, and with a sweep of the Blood Soul Spear in his hand, he struck later yet gained the initiative, meeting Young Master Dapeng's claws head-on.
Clang—
A series of metallic clashes rang out. Afterimages and spear shadows intertwined across the stage, their collisions throwing off countless sparks.
A moment later, Young Master Dapeng staggered several steps back.
The eerie smile that had remained on Chu Zhanpeng's face vanished. His gaze grew several degrees more solemn as he devoted himself fully to the fight.
Gu Yi's strength had far exceeded his expectations.
Seeing that Gu Yi's cultivation was only at the seventh level of the Spirit Martial Realm, Chu Zhanpeng had thought he could kill him in one or two moves.
After all, Chu Zhanpeng possessed the Roc Martial Soul and excelled most at speed.
Ordinary Spirit Martial Realm martial artists would struggle even to see his movement techniques and actions clearly, much less exchange blows with him.
Moreover, the Profound Martial Realm and the Spirit Martial Realm were two entirely different major realms. The gap between them was immense. If it was not the difference between the bright moon and a firefly, then it was at least the difference between clouds