Yaksha

"Clang!"

The Qian Yuan Sword and the Water Source Blade collided, giving off an ear-piercing screech of twisting metal.

Jing Chaodong's face had been savage, but now it froze at once, disbelief seeping into his eyes.

The Water Source Blade only held against the Qian Yuan Sword for an instant before it rolled back in a flash and smashed into Jing Chaodong's chest.

Wherever the Water Source Blade passed, the yuan power defense over Jing Chaodong's body shattered like paper. Shattering along with it were Jing Chaodong's flesh, bones, and the internal organs in his torso.

"Pfft!"

Jing Chaodong sprayed a mouthful of blood toward the sky. More than thirty percent of his chest cavity vanished, and his entire body flew backward dozens of meters before smashing into the ground, blasting out a deep pit.

The recoil from the ground tore at Jing Chaodong's injuries, and Jing Chaodong spat out another cloud of Blood Mist. His face was as pale as paper, his Aura dropping to rock bottom.

With the formidable vitality of the Mountain Sea Realm, such injuries were still extremely severe. If he did not receive treatment, it would not be strange at all for him to die outright from his heavy wounds in the end.

Jing Chaodong struggled to prop himself up, a trace of bewilderment in his eyes.

This man's close combat was actually so much stronger than his Bow Technique.

In Jing Chaodong's eyes, Chen Fei's Bow Technique already made him a rare expert among the Mountain Sea Realm Mid Stage, yet this close-combat power gave Jing Chaodong, in a daze, the illusion that he had run into someone at the Mountain Sea Realm Late Stage.

Xiao Qiping and the other two, who were charging madly toward Chen Fei, saw Jing Chaodong's miserable state, and