This wave of attacks came as swiftly as sparks flint-striking. Though describing it made the exchange sound lengthy and complicated, the two of them had only needed a few breaths to act. Qin Fengming unleashed his palm seals and stomping kicks almost one after another.
The two of them exchanged words, but their words were far slower than their attacks.
It had to be admitted that the black palm seals unleashed by the middle-aged Mahayana were clearly more powerful than Qin Fengming's Mountain Shaking Palm. Qin Fengming needed to unleash seven or eight Mountain Shaking Palm seals just to barely withstand the middle-aged man's two palm seals. Even the enormous Mountain Stomping Foot he drove down with all his body's strength could barely break through the opponent's palm seals.
However, when he saw the middle-aged Mahayana suddenly spit out a mouthful of vital blood, Qin Fengming was slightly startled, then immediately overjoyed.
"Ha ha ha... You old bastard were actually using a forbidden divine ability. Your body couldn't suppress the blood and qi within you, and you suffered a backlash."
The middle-aged Mahayana's palm-seal divine ability was terrifyingly powerful, but his body could not withstand the violent energy stirred up by unleashing it repeatedly. Overburdened, he had suffered a backlash from the technique. Unleashing five palm seals was clearly already his limit. Unable to suppress the blood and qi within him, he had spat out vital blood.
Upon seeing this, how could Qin Fengming hold back? Amid his booming laughter, both feet stomped out one after another. Three enormous footprints immediately appeared from thin air, plunging down like giant meteorites.
The middle-aged man spat blood, and the energy within his body stagnated. The two palm seals immediately lost their energy supply. Under the successive kicks of the three Giant Feet,