The venomous snake was like a poisonous sword, viciously stabbing toward Li Mu Yang's chest.
Li Mu Yang reached out to grab it, clasping the poisonous sword in his palm.
However, the blade formed from black mist continued spreading forward, piercing through the back of Li Mu Yang's hand and stabbing toward his chest with incredible speed.
Slash!
A bloody hole immediately appeared in Li Mu Yang's chest.
Like a seedling breaking through the soil, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, like a flood bursting through a breached dam, the black snakehead pierced through Li Mu Yang's flesh. It immediately seemed to have found a breach, and even more violently, black poisonous energy surged out, trying to occupy and devour Li Mu Yang's body.
Smack!
Li Mu Yang struck out with one palm.
Palm shadows blurred everywhere, carrying the weight of ten thousand jun. Faintly, the roars of tigers and cries of dragons could be heard.
Chu Xun did not dare take it head-on. He could only force down his unwillingness, draw his sword, and retreat swiftly.
The exchange was both sudden and swift, like sparks struck from flint. Those whose cultivation was insufficient had no idea what had happened. Li Mu Yang and Chu Xun had already finished exchanging blows, with Chu Xun stabbing Li Mu Yang in the chest marking the end of the first round.
Pfft!
Blood gushed wildly from Li Mu Yang's chest. The injured area had been corroded by the poisonous energy and had already turned purplish-black. The flesh continued rotting without pause, causing the blood spraying out to be black as well, accompanied by a nauseating stench. It was anything but a pleasant sight.
Li Mu Yang lowered his head to look at the injury on his chest, his brows tightly furrowed and