Any Fourth Rank Martial Artist had fought through countless battles, stepping on blood and bone one step at a time to reach a level beyond humanity. Their decisiveness and ferocity were far beyond what ordinary people could match.
Although neither of them had ever fought a spellcaster, that did not stop them from sensing where Chen Mu's soul was located: roughly ten zhang above and to the side!
Boom!!!
Sun Ping's true essence erupted throughout his body. In an instant, he summoned all his strength, even at the cost of damaging his meridians, driving his true essence to the limit and unleashing a brilliant beam of white light.
Xu Jianxiu swept his silver spear, scattering round after round of crescent moons. It erupted in sync with Sun Ping's sword light, annihilating a vast number of nearby petals in one stroke and creating a clear space.
Then the ground shattered.
The two men leaped up together, shooting into the sky and charging toward Chen Mu's soul.
Though they could not see it, and though the soul was formless, a martial artist's blood qi could disperse yin qi, while true essence could even scatter a fierce ghost's soul. Naturally, it could also strike an invisible soul.
"Trying to stop a chariot with a mantis's arm."
Once he had clearly grasped the strength of Martial Dao Fourth Rank, Chen Mu lost all interest in Xu Jianxiu and Sun Ping.
He looked down at the two men attacking him and casually raised a finger.
Whoosh.
A black arc of light tore through the air. Moving at an inconceivable speed, it appeared before Sun Ping in an instant.
Sun Ping felt every hair on his body stand on end. The instinct he had honed over years at the edge of life and death made him