Jinghong Spear Intent condensed at the spear tip. A point of cold light arrived first, and then the spear shot forth like a dragon, stabbing straight at Qiao Lian Zheng's throat!
A chill ran through Qiao Lian Zheng's heart. This spear had come too fast, too viciously!
At the critical moment, every muscle in his body trembled violently. His sinews and bones rang in unison, releasing a humming buzz like a rooster shaking its feathers. His entire upper body bent backward at an unimaginable angle, barely avoiding the vital point at his throat.
At the same time, the five fingers of his right hand curled into claws, his nails instantly turning pitch-black. Carrying a scorching, bloody stench, he launched a fierce Burning Heaven Blood Claw at Chen Qing's Danzhong Acupoint, intending to trade injury for life!
Chen Qing neither dodged nor retreated. His left hand had long been poised to strike, True Essence surging as he formed a seal like a mountain!
True Martial Seal! Heaven-Collapsing Style!
The palm seal that shot forth was not incomparably forceful. Instead, it carried a tyrannical force capable of shattering the heavens.
Where the palm wind passed, the air let out an overloaded wail, and faint black cracks flashed into existence before vanishing.
Boom!
Fist, claw, and palm seal collided head-on!
Scorching blood-stench and Internal Force madly ground against one another!
Chen Qing felt an aura as blazing as molten lava burrow into the meridians of his arm. Every place it passed brought needle-like pain through his meridians. He staggered back two steps, Qi and Blood churning beneath his dark-golden skin as he forcibly suppressed the burning pain.
Qiao Lian Zheng fared no better. He felt as though his claw had struck a volcano on the verge of eruption. Not only was his incomparably