"Crack~"
After who knew how many exchanges, the Heavenly Immortal-grade immortal artifact in Zhu Wuhen's hand broke.
Zhu Wuhen narrowed his golden eye. "What a bizarre method of attack. It can actually damage immortal artifacts."
Without the slightest regret, he tossed the Heavenly Immortal-grade immortal sword aside.
"Jiang Ping An, you're very strong. Among all the Heavenly Immortals I've seen, you belong to the strongest group. If we keep fighting like this, the battle won't end without several thousand years. Let's decide victory with one move and save some time."
Immortal-level battles truly took time. Under normal circumstances, Immortals of the same realm found it difficult to kill one another. It was perfectly normal for Heavenly Immortal Realm experts to fight each other for several thousand years.
Zhu Wuhen had no choice but to admit that this Jiang Ping An before him was evenly matched with him.
Although he would definitely win if they continued fighting, it would take far too much time.
"How do you want to decide victory with one move?"
Jiang Ping An wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and circulated immortal power to heal his injuries.
"Very simple. We each use one move to attack the other. Whoever is knocked farther back loses; the other wins."
Zhu Wuhen voiced his idea.
Jiang Ping An nodded. "Fine, no problem. Do we attack at the same time, or take turns?"
"Take turns. I'll attack first, and you may defend against it."
Without waiting for Jiang Ping An's response, Zhu Wuhen immediately unleashed an immortal technique.
He pressed his palms together, and behind him appeared a phantom Golden Peng that spanned the stars. The Golden Peng's entire body gleamed gold, flashing with a blinding radiance. At this moment, all things lost their light.
The Golden Peng