Earlier, when Qin Fengming fought Ghost Hand Venerable, he had not relied on the slightest trick. The two had exchanged over a hundred blows purely by clashing with their powerful bodies.
But by now, both of them understood that the other's physical body was exceptionally powerful. Even if there was a slight difference between them, it was not fatal. Once a cultivator reached the Great Cultivator realm, he could regenerate severed limbs and recreate decayed flesh. If they relied on close-quarters combat to decide the victor, then even the winner would surely be gravely wounded and unable to end things cleanly.
Therefore, Ghost Hand Venerable had brought out his life-bound magic treasure. But inside this narrow cave, driving a magic treasure was far too restrictive, and he was nowhere near as nimble as Qin Fengming.
At this moment, Qin Fengming had already pushed the Profound Sky Evasive Steps to the utmost limit.
"Bang!" As Qin Fengming struck out with a streak of Qinglin Sword Light, the old Ghost Hand felt the rosy radiance flash before his eyes as an enormous pressure of energy bore down on him. At such close range, he could no longer drive his life-bound magic treasure back to defend. With no other choice, he swung out his left arm to block.
Amid a thunderous crash, the old man's entire body shot backward, hurtling straight toward the distant cave wall.
Having landed a blow, Qin Fengming would never show mercy. He immediately pursued like a shadow, lunging forward once more as both his hands swept out. Two more streaks of five-colored sword light flashed into being.
The Qinglin Sword Art differed from other secret arts in that it could be cast continuously, with a much shorter preparation time. Under Qin Fengming's immense magical power, it was as