What a Jerk

"Damn, that was vicious!"

Countless sword lights crisscrossed through the air, each one a thousand meters long.

Wherever the sword lights fell, the earth was like grease and the rocks like tofu, sliced apart with effortless ease.

Qin Heng decisively unleashed the secret art Formless Void, completely merging himself into the void world and vanishing utterly between heaven and earth.

Sword Formation Sword Rain frantically swept across the entire world for more than ten seconds.

Qin Heng also waited within the void for over ten seconds, consuming quite a bit of Law Power.

After the sword rain ended, he returned to his original position. In the distance, Ling Shaoqing of the Immortal Chief Palace wanted to hit him but could not, wearing an expression as though he had swallowed a fly. He looked utterly depressed.

"Stop hiding. Come fight me fair and square!" he urged through divine sense.

Qin Heng promptly shook his head. "The battle has already been going on for almost thirty seconds. Even if I beat you now, the points won't be as high as if I drag it out to the end."

Ling Shaoqing clenched his teeth in secret, feeling as though he had been played. Furious, he attacked again, his sword secret arts becoming increasingly sharp and savage, each move fiercer than the last.

But... he simply could not hit Qin Heng.

No matter how maxed-out his attacks were, whether area attacks or single-target attacks, he had no way to deal with Qin Heng's 100% evasion rate.

After fighting for over a minute, Ling Shaoqing snapped. Burning his origin, he erupted with all his strength. His divine sense locked onto Qin Heng's divine soul, and a phantom Giant Sword tore through the air, forcibly driving Qin Heng out of the void.

Qin Heng was startled