Who Would Claim the Spoils? The Goddess's Servant!

As the saying went, the eyes were the windows to the soul.

Through Ye Fan's eyes, Fang Ning felt a chill shoot from his heels straight to the back of his head.

"Kid Fang, be careful!"

At that moment, an aged yet urgent voice also rang out in Fang Ning's mind.

"Screech!"

Yet Ye Fan, who appeared to be in unbearable pain,

had long since become like a patient hunter. The moment his prey drew close,

he directly launched an attack on Fang Ning.

"Boom."

In an instant,

Fang Ning personally experienced the crushing weight of a long spear, wrapped in dense earth-element spiritual power, stabbing straight toward his chest as though Mount Tai were bearing down upon him!

The terrifying pressure

made Fang Ning unable to move for a moment.

The sudden assault

left Fang Ning both furious and bewildered.

"Gold Peak Sword Shield!"

In his haste, Fang Ning could only erect a shield of sword light before himself.

This sword-light shield of his

was his strongest life-saving measure.

Even a peak Demigod would find it difficult to shatter in a single blow!

"Clang!"

The Black Star Spear struck the shield, which gleamed with blinding metallic radiance and seemed indestructible!

The Gold Peak Sword Shield slammed viciously into Fang Ning's chest.

The terrifying force

made Fang Ning, who had still felt somewhat fortunate just moments ago,

instantly feel as if his chest had been struck by a massive hammer!

"Crack, crack, crack~"

The sound of breaking ribs continuously reached Fang Ning's ears.

His chest visibly caved in by a large section.

Even breathing brought scorching, piercing pain from within his body.

How could his strength be so terrifying?

This thought

merely flashed through Fang Ning's mind

before, in the next moment,

he felt a fierce cold wind rushing toward