Why Do You Keep Chopping at Me?

Song Zhong seemed not to sense the Immovable Immortal King's attack at all. The long saber in his hand carried mountain-toppling, sea-overturning force as it fiercely slashed down at Qian Fuzhi.

The might of this strike was like a meteor falling from beyond the heavens, bearing the force to destroy heaven and earth as it crashed heavily onto Qian Fuzhi's long spear.

In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to be fiercely compressed by an invisible giant hand, erupting with a dull boom as loud as thunder exploding beside one's ears.

In that instant, Qian Fuzhi felt an irresistible enormous force surge toward him.

The force was so great that the arm gripping his long spear went numb and sore in an instant. The spear in his hand was like a withered leaf in the wind, swept uncontrollably to one side.

Yet the long saber did not stop there.

Song Zhong tightly gripped his saber and continued slashing forward!

The next moment, the long saber hacked fiercely into Qian Fuzhi's great axe.

Compared to a long saber, an axe was naturally heavier and held the advantage in a head-on clash.

Yet at this collision, Qian Fuzhi's other arm trembled as well.

A look of astonishment appeared in his eyes. He felt as if it had not been a long saber striking down, but a ten-thousand-jin sledgehammer crashing upon him.

At that instant, he even felt the ground beneath his feet tremble.

With the two of them at the center, the dust on the ground was jolted high into the air, spreading out in an instant like a thick mist.

The great axe in Qian Fuzhi's hand was also knocked far away by the tremendous impact.

Almost at the same time, the long saber in the Immovable Immortal King's hand had already slashed down.

The blade light flashed like a streak of silver lightning cutting through the air.

At the same instant, Song Zhong violently twisted his body to the side.

But it was already too late.

Though his neck avoided the strike, a burst of agonizing pain still came from his shoulder.

The sharp blade instantly sliced through his skin, and blood gushed out.

Yet Song Zhong acted as though he were uninjured. Gritting his teeth, he forcibly endured the intense pain in his shoulder and continued to slash at Qian Fuzhi.

This strike carried an even more unstoppable momentum, as though it would utterly destroy everything before it.

Watching the descending saber, Qian Fuzhi could not help but feel a surge of dread. Instinctively, he raised a shield!

The long saber fell and struck heavily against the shield, immediately producing a deafening boom, like a great bell tolling and heaven and earth collapsing.

The ground beneath Qian Fuzhi's feet instantly cracked apart under the enormous impact.

This time, his shield was finally not knocked aside.

On Song Zhong's other side, the Immovable Immortal King's attack descended once again.

With the corner of his eyes, Song Zhong saw the falling saber and dodged to the side again.

He had moved quickly enough, but because most of his attention was on Qian Fuzhi, the Immovable Immortal King's strike still slashed into his abdomen, spraying crimson blood into the air.

Song Zhong still did not turn back to block the Immovable Immortal King with his weapon. Instead, he kept pressing Qian Fuzhi, slashing at him strike after strike.

He was facing two experts at once.

Even if he focused solely on defense, he could not possibly block all of their attacks. He might as well attack one cultivator with all his might and severely wound one first.

Compared to the Immovable Immortal King, Qian Fuzhi was weaker. Naturally, Qian Fuzhi had to be attacked first!

Song Zhong hacked down again and again.

Every strike possessed peerless power, every strike was as swift as lightning, and every strike carried the momentum of one who would never return.

Although Qian Fuzhi possessed six weapons, using them all at once still dispersed his strength.

Facing Song Zhong's frenzied assault, his weapons were knocked aside one after another.

"Pfft..."

At last, as the sword in his hand was knocked aside by Song Zhong, the sharp long saber hacked heavily into his chest.

The strike was so deep that bone could be seen. He even felt that his breastbone had been severed by that blow.

Under the strike, Qian Fuzhi staggered back three steps in succession. Before he could steady himself, Song Zhong's long saber slashed down again.

He raised his shield before himself and said in a low voice, "Have you gone mad?

"If you keep attacking me like this, you'll only end up benefiting the Immovable Immortal King.

"Do you want the Immovable Immortal King to obtain that treasure in the end?"

He truly was about to go mad. This fellow was like a lunatic, attacking only him and completely ignoring the Immovable Immortal King!

Song Zhong did not respond to Qian Fuzhi at all. He continued slashing down, one strike following another. If the Immovable Immortal King struck him, then he would strike Qian Fuzhi as well!

In the distance, the cultivators watching the battle were moved as they watched the figure who had seized upon Qian Fuzhi and attacked without pause.

"This lunatic—he really is a lunatic!"

"Is it because Qian Fuzhi keeps changing sides that he would rather let the Immovable Immortal King obtain the treasure than spare Qian Fuzhi?"

"It seems so. But this fellow is truly powerful. Facing the joint siege of two great experts, he can still injure Qian Fuzhi. And for some reason—perhaps it is merely my illusion—I feel that Qian Fuzhi's injuries are even worse than his?"

From high above, Feng Meier gazed at Song Zhong, whose entire body was already dyed red with blood, and deeply furrowed her brow.

Something was wrong. There was something far too wrong with this Song Zhong.

Facing the siege of two people, she could say with certainty that Song Zhong's injuries were more severe than Qian Fuzhi's.

Yet his condition was far, far better than Qian Fuzhi's.

Not only was Song Zhong's physical body unimaginably powerful, his recovery speed was astonishing as well.

Perhaps outside, when everyone could use Immortal Qi, being struck by spells would leave him more severely injured, and he would not recover so quickly.

But now, no one could use Immortal Qi, and their attacks were far weaker than usual.

As a result, the advantages of Song Zhong's physical strength and rapid recovery became even more pronounced!

Could it be that Song Zhong truly had a chance to fight one against two and obtain the treasure in the end?

"Pfft..."

Song Zhong slashed Qian Fuzhi again. This time, he struck directly at one of Qian Fuzhi's arms, nearly severing it outright.

Before this, two of Qian Fuzhi's arms had already been cut off by Song Zhong!

Now, he had only three usable arms left!

"Damn it!"

Seeing Song Zhong's long saber descend again, Qian Fuzhi swiftly retreated backward and shouted as he withdrew, "You two can fight over it. I give up on this treasure."

If he continued fighting, he truly would be killed by this fellow.

Song Zhong seemed not to hear Qian Fuzhi's words at all and continued swinging his saber to kill him.

The words of such a petty man could not be trusted.

Just because he said he was giving up, did that mean he really would?

What if Qian Fuzhi launched a sneak attack from behind later?

Song Zhong pursued Qian Fuzhi all the way, driving him into the Strange Beasts behind them. Only after Qian Fuzhi appeared to have no further chance to interfere did he turn around, his bloodshot eyes fixed upon the Immovable Immortal King.

"Now, it's your turn."