The two of them clashed without pause, setting everyone's blood boiling.
The feeling was like the collision of the most primal powers.
To be honest!!
Many people could barely restrain themselves, wanting to rush up and fight a hearty battle of their own.
At this moment!
Qin Jishi watched the arena, his voice somewhat grave.
"Ghost Mask is toying with his opponent. He hasn't used his full strength at all."
Qin Jishi knew Ghost Mask's strength very well.
If Ghost Mask had gone all out, Meng Yao absolutely could not have lasted this long.
To put it bluntly, Meng Yao would have already been defeated by now.
Very soon!
It seemed Ghost Mask had grown tired of playing.
When he suddenly exerted force through his arm and savagely chopped down with his axe.
Boom!
The two powerful energies collided continuously, causing vast stretches of space to collapse.
Under their relentless exchange, even the entire arena had developed a crack.
The crack spread outward in all directions, dense as a spiderweb.
Bang!
After they withdrew their power... they immediately slammed into each other once more.
In an instant, the point where their attacks collided erupted violently in every direction.
As that force burst forth, both figures rapidly retreated.
"Phantom Blood Cudgel!"
"..."
The instant Meng Yao steadied himself, he fiercely stomped both feet against the ground.
His entire body then soared into the air, while the Crimson Blood Cudgel in his hand swept outward.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, blood cudgels filled the air, like phantoms.
Tens of thousands of blood cudgel phantoms thundered toward Ghost Mask.
Faced with such a powerful attack from Meng Yao, Ghost Mask did not show the slightest fear.
On the contrary!!
The corners of his mouth rose, revealing an incomparably sinister