Although he had successfully knocked the opponent's flashing gray magical treasure away, Qin Fengming was still slightly astonished inwardly.
The attack from the opponent's magical treasure had been exceedingly fierce. If he had not cultivated body-tempering techniques and possessed a body comparable to that of a transformed demonic beast, he would certainly have perished on the spot beneath that barrage of attacks.
"Hmm? It seems your methods are quite extraordinary. You actually dodged Liu's Heart Devouring Nail with your physical body. You really did make Liu underestimate you, Fellow Daoist."
Seeing that his attack had failed to accomplish anything, the Liu cultivator standing in the distance was visibly startled. After uttering a soft exclamation, he spoke, then beckoned with one hand and recalled the gray light into his palm.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist, your methods are impressive as well. If this Qin had not possessed some ability, he would have already fallen beneath that magical treasure of yours. Since you have already attacked this Qin, it would be rather boring not to let you experience this Qin's methods in return."
Qin Fengming knew that the opponent's magical treasure must have slain many cultivators before. Otherwise, he would not have revealed such an astonished expression. Since both sides had already exchanged blows, Qin Fengming naturally would not merely endure attacks passively. After briefly examining the wound on his right hand, he smiled and spoke.
Although he had forcefully knocked away the opponent's attack with his right hand just now, a bloody mark had appeared across his palm.
However, such a superficial injury was nothing. With a slight shake of his hand, the Soul Devouring Claw shot out, and a gigantic palm covered the head of the middle-aged cultivator in the distance.
"Hmph. Liu would like to see just how formidable your methods