Su Fan was also jolted by a powerful backlash that sent his qi and blood roiling. His throat turned sweet, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. He staggered backward for several miles before barely steadying himself.
Before he could catch his breath, the second Golden Armored Warrior was already swinging its gleaming giant battle-ax, cleaving down like a moving golden mountain.
Su Fan's eyes narrowed. His figure flickered like a ghost, moving at extreme speed and leaving behind an afterimage in the void.
"Ink Dragon Swing..."
The phantom image of an ancient demonic Ink Dragon suddenly appeared behind him. As its body twisted, black hurricanes swept outward.
The instant Su Fan seized the giant ax, he borrowed his opponent's force and added his own ingenious leverage. With lightning speed, he threw the thousand-zhang-tall divine general over his shoulder, slamming it headfirst into the ground.
"Rumble..."
The earth trembled violently once more, as though unable to bear the force, and let out a painful groan. That thousand-zhang-tall Golden Armored Warrior was buried headfirst, nearly half its body driven into the soil.
Suddenly, Su Fan felt a chill at the back of his neck. Every hair on his body stood on end, and an intense sense of danger surged into his heart like a tide.
"Not good..."
The sharp instinct he had cultivated over years of hovering at the edge of life and death made him activate the Blood Escape Technique almost on reflex.
A flash of blood-red light burst across his body. His figure transformed into a streak of crimson radiance and shot backward at tremendous speed, vanishing from where he had stood.
The instant Su Fan disappeared, golden light suddenly flashed through the air not far away.
A dazzling beam of golden light, like an agile swimming