Meng Chong clenched both fists. He pushed the Great Sun Golden Bell Shield to its limit, and a golden, glazed bell faintly appeared around him, enveloping him within.
"Whatever your purpose is, trying to kill me is wishful thinking!"
Even though he sensed an extremely dangerous aura from Xue Lingzi, he was completely unafraid and had no intention of fleeing.
"Stubbornly refusing to repent!"
Xue Lingzi's expression turned cold.
"Then I'll personally come and take your life!"
He raised a hand and struck out with his palm. A sinister, chilly aura thundered forth, transforming into a dark, eerie beam that arrived in an instant. With a boom, the beam spread out like a spiderweb, attempting to envelop Meng Chong.
Meng Chong's expression tightened, shock flashing through his eyes. He immediately let out a furious roar and punched out.
The glazed golden light seemed to transform into thunder, roaring forth like a howling gale. In the blink of an eye, it blasted apart the sinister, web-like force that had descended upon him!
Xue Lingzi's expression changed. "Blazing like fire, supremely yang and unyieldingly powerful? You cannot be allowed to live!"
His body moved like a ghost. His hand was pale and ghastly, resembling a ghost's claw, and instantly reached for Meng Chong's chest.
Bang!
Cracks appeared across the Golden Bell. Meng Chong's body swayed, and both fists thundered out like wind and lightning. Wind and thunder swept forth, layered fist shadows covering the sky and shrouded in glazed golden light.
"What kind of cultivation technique is this?"
Xue Lingzi's strike failed to break through the Golden Bell's defenses. His expression changed, and his ghostly figure had already floated away, widening the distance between himself and Meng Chong.
His expression also became solemn.
The strength of the youth carrying the horse was