(I have something to do tonight, so there will only be one update.)
This was Qin Fengming's first time facing two Golden Immortal Mighties alone. How could he dare be careless? The moment he attacked, he used his strongest sword art.
That short, stout Golden Immortal had never imagined that the Immortal Spirit Energy wrapped around an Immortal Realm cultivator's attack would be no different from the attack energy displayed by a Golden Immortal—just as vast and majestic, pure and profound.
What drove that Golden Immortal even deeper into despair was that he actually sensed, within the attacking sword blade, a terrifying sword-intent energy that few in the Miro Realm could activate.
By the time he detected that terrifying, razor-sharp sword intent descending upon him and wanted to bring out his strongest means to resist, it was already too late.
He only had time to dodge away from the vital parts of his body before his right arm was struck by a blade light containing sword intent. The arm instantly shot away, then shattered and burned, turning into a ball of bloody light.
He cried out in shock, his figure dodging and retreating at top speed as his gaze swiftly turned toward the tall, thin cultivator who had likewise been attacked by Qin Fengming. With one look, his eyes widened even further.
What did he see? He saw the Golden Immortal who had come with him currently being closed in on by a figure as fast as lightning. Fist shadows flew and flipped, and one booming impact after another shook heaven and earth. At the same time, muffled groans that escaped involuntarily from pain rang out without end.
That tall, thin Golden Immortal was actually being hammered at close quarters by an Immortal Realm cultivator, and he had no strength