Zhu Wuhen was very confident in his own strength. Within three hundred moves, he absolutely would not be injured by Jiang Ping An again.
Watching Jiang Ping An charge at him, Zhu Wuhen swiftly dodged.
But just as he moved, his wings suddenly stiffened. The immortal power within his body began to freeze, slowing him down.
Zhu Wuhen's expression changed drastically.
"Cold poison!"
So Jiang Ping An's slash had carried cold poison as well!
Affected by the cold poison, his movements became sluggish. In that instant, Jiang Ping An had already arrived before him, swinging the Bone Blade at him.
Zhu Wuhen immediately activated Space Power, intending to use spatial power to redirect Jiang Ping An's attack.
But at that very moment, the blade in Jiang Ping An's hand suddenly halted. His other hand clenched into a fist and smashed into Zhu Wuhen's head.
Bang!
Jiang Ping An's fist struck Zhu Wuhen's head. That fist was covered in Bone Spikes, and the instant they collided, blood sprayed wildly.
Zhu Wuhen's head buzzed. Just a moment ago, he had declared that he would never be injured again, yet in the next instant, he had been struck.
Injuries to his body were a minor matter. What truly horrified Zhu Wuhen was that Jiang Ping An's punch contained Destructive Power, capable of directly attacking his origin!
Even the Golden Peng Holy Land did not possess an immortal technique capable of striking directly at one's origin.
Across the entire Immortal Realm, there were not many immortal techniques of this kind. Every one of them was exceedingly famous and easy to identify.
Yet he had never seen the fist technique Jiang Ping An was using.
Where had this fist technique come from?
Zhu Wuhen immediately activated the power of spatial traversal and vanished from where